Grazes Poems - Poems about Grazes

...I am watching 3 inches off of the floor, The man outside waits at my door I know the screams from within the box Howl and call upon your order upon the rocks But I know you can hold your tongue ......

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...Flapping without flying. It feels okay. Your scales of fur corrode. A foul, but sweet, but warm, but damp... Scent of something new. You're red and blue tomorrow, Yellow, pink, today. But fo......

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... "Planes" Sea planes cross my vision the bridge gleams in all its shining golden splendour laughing at me cajoling the dream like I'm on an abstract mission ......

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... {"Hadn’t you known, or care to acknowledge that I am wholly fond of my life as of right now? I’m in love with the lighting that shoots and grazes my neighbor's balcony as I sit in front of my own......

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...{"This heavy humanness she burdened inside, Sent electrical shocks through her body, she would weep silently with a fist pressed up against her maw with her eyes evidently glistening nobody would......

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...Here we are, as limited body, looking outward because senses so seduce our soul but in doing, we assume that we are the … doer in this dream. Breath by breath thus, delusion slowly deepens, ......

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...In my chambers where phantasmagoria undulate not as vigilant watchers but as mnemonic parasites I ruminate— no longer a singular entity but a disjointed duality my qui......

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... Along the tracks of Grandma's quaint backyard, her lavender perfume reminded me of my early teenhood, digging the soil to thresh the roots as I buried seeds through its clayed womb. In this la......

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... I see it now and I see it clear. Generations before saw their ways of life disappear. Now it’s us and now it’s here. Technology does not feel pain or fear. Where joy was found for hours throw......

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..."My arrangements with destiny weren't arduously demanding or beclouded with nit-picking details, so I merely ask for a day, any day, pick a day, and then for the year, give me a year, pick a ......

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...beneath the gnarled b r a n c h e s, a photo rests within my clutch. time d r i p ......

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...Olive trees all around us the warming sun illuminates a mysterious walk two strolling strangers. One brief introduction yet no words follow as your warm smooth hand grazes over mine. Chills b......

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...No one’s exactly sure how this buffalo in the 1960s Found its way to live in the heart of the city How it separated from a sky stampede How the great beast dropped its guard and refused to riot W......

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...Its the sight waft of rotting flesh That first hits you While the smartly dressed Smiling warden ushers you in, Through narrow turnstiles There are rows of enclosures A maze of them, a maze o......

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...This December day that feels like March or April Beckons me down to my old thoughtful spot To the bench on the hill above the lake Where I have discovered poems waiting for me Behind me, the oa......

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