Handrails Poems - Poems about Handrails

...A runaway growth of weeds alongside the road, greenery gone wild, a stagnant wilderness unwinding, seedy leaves scatter but cannot flee. Dust bowl squalor chokes down scrawny roots. A gray suga......

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...the ladder is metallic a shiny gun metal blue light weight and telescopic 14ft tall or nearest the sod as high or as low as i like it i will displace myself upon it i can lean it where and......

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...Our B&B room, 2 flights up, Was fine for us at first, Until the freeze arrived and then Those feelings were reversed. For when we left our room to get Some early exercise, The stairs and hand......

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...Crackling tension filled the community hall in Abergavenny ‘We are in this together dear folks for a pound or a penny’ Speaking of which the loos were situated right behind the bar To ensur......

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...The barrister had always been a liberal thinker An uprising star with roaming genes of a tinker In the court-room she never took of her guard But in real life she had become a nude poet and ......

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...This wooden bridge Is photographed in black and white. There are some such not so rotted down, Barely wide enough for passersby Or boys to ride their bikes upon. Serenely seen in gentle arcs ......

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...1. Why are there so many of you? I get it, repetition is for emphasis but repetition also annoys me. 2. Why up? Why not another direction that may be more attractive to people like me who don't kn......

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...Come Walk With Me In my mind tendrils of memories past insinuate and insert themselves in the corners to root out and cast light upon them as my hand presses, whiteknuckled Bent into the......

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...Railroad Lullaby I would rock myself gently just enough to simulate the rolling motion of the train, imagining the click-clack of weary iron wheels carrying me off to some distant place, ......

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...I wonder if looking up and into eyes gives away my meaning, As if I can be defined by the window of my gaze, Or if it is mere reflections of others that crafts assumptions, The fact that emotions ......

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...The Whiskey Bottle Wish One late summer night outside a saloon in the mid-west, an intoxicated Dusty Rogers, stumbles out of the Bar nearly taking one of the revolving doors with him. As he flut......

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...visitors arrive during Chicago’s snow storm— warm fire inside the Florida-boy wearing short sleeves and jeans— snow angels mother and father shouting, “Wear your jacket”— pneumonia i......

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...Lost at sea within myself, No anchor no tie to keep me still Floating and wallowing in emptiness The darkness beseeches my soul No light shines to rescue Shadows grab and devour me Left am i the em......

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...We start out taking baby ones when we are little Some are on the left and right of the house and some are in the middle We walk up them and down them to the other side Some are mechanical an......

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...Jumping over many a Social Security gate, For the mighty and generous New York State, So by now, my knees are shot, And their help, of course, I see not So my dire circumstances grow hot, Cause ......

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