Grainy Poems - Poems about Grainy

...Looking at her is like a grainy old romance warped in a bathroom mirror— time distorts in her footsteps. She’s always smiling, even when tears circle in her eyes. Only on certain nights wi......

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...The slabbed ceiling tiles are becoming the patio slabs of my childhood home. I'm highly strung in more ways than one, trying to send my mind elsewhere, but half-buried memories insert themselves, s......

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...I feel as if I am the only one. I stand, my feet planted in the sand, and look ahead of me; a vast ocean appears. It’s beautiful, yet that is not what my fixated being chooses to look on. I see death......

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...In gardens where the gentle roses bloom, The sun casts golden rays upon the land, A gentle breeze dispels the twilight gloom, And whispers secrets through the grainy sand. The days of sor......

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... How old was I then - maybe seven or eight in grainy black and white. I can remember I was standing outside my grandfathers two story terrace house in Sydney. Must have been around nine......

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... It was the year of `Spirit in the Sky.’ I kept your picture, Irene. Norman Greenbaum has his own webpage now, imagine that? Your grainy wedding photograph (cut at the time from a local news......

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...You don’t watch the news anymore, forget to wash your feet in the shower, dream of walking on water because it was promised to you. You have never heard of rebranding. The sky is your meander......

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...lovely lively lithe Louise Lampford grew a grainy greasy grumpy gourd believing beyond belief in Baker’s board she said she’d been searching for a grumpy gourd. We thought this would delight Loui......

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...Behold A voice announces Release me Expose me to the elements Free me from fungus Outdoors Over cool ticklish grass, warm grainy sidewalks, and ......

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...ACCEPTANCE Thinking that I’m happy today Well now, isn’t that just great It makes a change, you think Faking it right up to the brink What you probably anticipate When hearing a donkey bray ......

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...i only do free verse i rarely make exceptions ever since i learned about it in 5th grade i made a silent vow to myself that i would utilize this new expression ......

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... In sepia foliage's of falsified fantasies, cursed by haunting hornets stinging with honeyed painted lies, her mind was like a matriarch of metaphors. An inflorescent seed buried in darkness,......

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...Oh captcha squares, oh captcha squares What are these objects in your frames? Oh captcha squares, oh captcha squares Why must they gotta be the same? Cars and busses, traffic lights Bi......

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...Far, far, approaching you, I walk the border forever, Forever? Into eternity, where my being has already given forever - desire, Desire, I no longer have what awaits the longing that flows into the......

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...There was a day in the land of the Scandinavian county of Id That snow came down all goopy and grainy, and slid The weirdest part was that it fell not white, but pink. I remember that day added my......

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