Fumbles Poems - Poems about Fumbles

...What are you afraid of Look in their eyes For now it's time You've been soft for too long Head on her knees Arms wrapped around her legs And just like a prisoner For freedom she begs Fo......

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...Wordless Words Countless times of talking, On the prepared table of meeting, Killing is a sin and a silly action, A sin that brings sorrow and suffocation. Holy books wisely say: We......

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...Tomorrow will come today As I look behind to see past my second sight Tomorrow is now as yesterday is future tense I linger in this unknown moment as the universe Tilts on its axis as my mind f......

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...Do you regret, when you make a mistake? While I surely understand your concern, do you know that you'll get an even shake, a priceless education in return? So, go ahead, and give yourself a break......

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...A cold, silver knife rests on my shaking fingers. I graze the blade across my life; the slicing of it lingers. I push the metal through my skin, right to my chest, it cuts. I have to let the bl......

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...Wow, another Super Bowl Sunday is upon us here, While it's treated like a national holiday. Yet consumption can be measured by all the beer, As the gallons are poured while they play. N......

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...“if you can’t say something nice, don’t say anything at all”* Such a sweet talker He could talk a buzzard off a meat wagon The truth lied in his mouth Waiting…patiently… Preying on the momen......

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...Are you ready? I mean, are you REALLY ready for some football? Are you ready for some yelling, some fun, some cussing, some drinking, partying and tailgating? Are you ready for some fussing, so......

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...Let's learn to walk again, hold hands for first steps, new beginnings. Not afraid to stumble, or fear being judged for fumbles. Nap anywhere without setting an alarm, and no thoughts cross ......

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...Headphones cup his ears Like a sanctuary, a secret cave Here he can hide , he is safe Crouching behind the sofa He hears raised voices Muffled shouts, words become clubs His mother is cryi......

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...The Flower Seller Amelia wares un- cuticled painted nails, She hop scotches a pirate on one leg, Tip-toeing long sun cast morning shadows, beneath billowing hand stitched, salty sails; ......

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... The tiny specks grow titanic tension. They’re often harmless, Google consoles her. Yet a rare chance burns beyond solace. Is it a harbinger of retinopathy? Will her eye-LEDs illuminat......

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...Ponds shiver beneath the ice, whispers of frozen paradise. Oh, so daring, with much vigilance, he crawls on the ice with a frozen dance. From climbing a slippery slide, to surfing down a mount......

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...Superimposer such an imposter heart posture sinless composer keeps cutting a deal missing his field Prospect is killed blazing sacrifice trying to be nice humble and spiced ......

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...Apoplectic curmudgeon fumbles... Jumpstarting outstanding undertaking... bringing jouncy, spectacularly crafted, nuanced, zesty, noteworthy, creatively spirited enlightened written poem. Thi......

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