Hemorrhage Poems - Poems about Hemorrhage

...I. The Hour of Approach The poem I was writing refused to end— it kept writing me. Blood didn't ink these lines— the ink bled me. Each stanza a hidden-hematoma across......

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...Daddy's specter plectrums mercilessly Fraying my nerves raw with oxidized guitar strings. my thoughts relentlessly hemorrhage onto clay vinyl grooves s p i n n i n g endless nights of suffoca......

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...Birthday of beloved buxom babe I betrothed Pardon my hyperbole if in fact such embellishment can be sifted out amidst the pretentious poetry and/or prose NOT aired to appear superior, but more so ......

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...For twelve years, she suffered from incurable bloodletting. All her wealth, like water, before physicians she had poured She went near Jesus the incarnate out of fear, sweating. To touch his garme......

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...Fragile fragments lachrymose, sanctified sapphire rivulets, lamentable malevolence of my fetters, is there a sanctuary from this tableau to which I am shackled as you cascade down the window pane? E......

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...Another day, another ghostly glitch The catholic church stained glass shouldn’t be as grey as it was today. More and more the molding frays I can hear the coffins softy coughing There are more a......

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...Learning when/how to close seat then... flush... the toilet with good frisson! Bull leave me you, though how bison teen and juvenile from a sixty four year old married male no less! (alter......

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...Do you think Pharts are Phunny Do you shake hands, hug or play bongos If a fellow employee pukes in their cubicle Do you…puke also …run away …gag until useless …get a waste basket in cas......

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...Mister money bags no more Ah..., how I idolize the days of yore before June twentieth, and twenty first two thousand twenty three when utter senselessness wore, a trail of woe brutally ravagi......

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...It's been forty years that had passed. That cool crisp crunch of golden fall, leaves had turned loose of their hold and spiraled down leaving no coat to be seen on the bare limbs. The endless bre......

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...Utter brainless nincompoop in this poem heretofore addressing I wanna be forever free and clear from mortal anguish, and need more than a blessing - I need a miracle worker after confessing beh......

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...In the avalanche, I lost track of my guiding light. I fled my fireside. I had to evacuate my homestead. Driven far astray by frenetic frozen fright, I was just a cowardly racing rescuing airhead.......

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... Caught up in the shadowy, Silhouettes dancing, trembling Like wings in breathless Whispers, erasing all the fearless Memories, blending worry With confusion, desperation Despair a......

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...Blood upon the keyboards harmonicas in flight Chasing notes across the score horns that greet the night Eighty eight’s to hemorrhage reeds that bend and break Music dying then reborn —trumpe......

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...spoke kin like a true non establishmentarian. Wily wordsmith wields wisdom and wit renders requiem welcoming thee to visit, no matter foisting poetic riffraff (mine) necessitates applying fig......

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