Gloss Over Poems - Poems about Gloss Over

...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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...It's funny, looking at artists work date of birth - date of death and date of artwork... I expect them to be dead expect some relevance to date created to say "ahh, just before they died" or "......

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... Years ago, a young man in Brooklyn wheeled his bike out the gate. His plan, to cross the land, exact route left to fate. The first week was the hardest, scared, he doubted his quest. It took all......

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...It isn't just incompetence That leads a custody evaluator To to clean up messes For bad actors, To justify The unjustifiable, To gloss over The vital, It isn’t just incompetence, It's the ro......

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...I felt like... Pieces of me were scattered across the earth; lost. Leaving only my body intact. Too close to G-d: In the wind that dances with trees, The light......

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...The falling man, one photograph captured in time An unforgettable image, imprinted on this mind He represents us all, weather we like it or not His faith did not kill him, ......

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...I Happy Birthday USA But the short and long of it Political correctness, sungay- pungay - America for short, United States in it "Norte Americanos", or US citizens Celebrate on July 4th And I ......

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...There he stood with his painted face; All focused on the bright colours that he wore. No one saw his eyes (they were out of place), Why should they? That's not what they had paid to see. It was h......

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...I woke up very early this morning, restless and bothered, itchy for the day to happen. As dawn broke orange, the city was revealed. I’ll never get tired of watching that. The snow was gone but a glos......

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...Geometric, as my pencil aligns shapes answered with dots; We seem comfortable with a blackout; I will rewrite this dead language; Caught up in the tracing, but you gloss over the colors; L......

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...As best as I can understand and remember, It involved my mother's house and the house......

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...She gazed at the looking glass, but the mirror refused to grant her a preview of what might happen, a clear picture of where she had been and if she existed at all, the spectre of the moment seemed t......

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...as best she can she tries to insulate each gap of silence the voids the cracks with everything she can anything to blur the reality she wants so desperately to gloss over and forget ......

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...I The LORD revealed to my pastor, and friend, now mentor That Jerusalem and Babylon aren't mere "places" They are People Groups, too: some of us will love Babylon ever! Thus spake Rev. Kevin Spar......

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...Sweat drips from little dust covered faces in the grim back-alley factories No time for rites of passage other than fingers nimble enough to spin and Balance wheel spool spin and stitch regulat......

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