Hessian Poems - Poems about Hessian

... For Sara Jama's contest "Emotional Shrapnel" 05/10/2025 she appears spontaneously courtesy asunder an uninvited visitor behind her a seeping of rust at the gates an artist with barren hands......

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...The nanosecond bad a** to risk romance Twenty first century technology allows, enables, and provides instantaneous virtual unconsummated love. Within the course of a texting or sexting sessio......

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... A week of summer heat with no cooling breeze or break made bedrooms like brick kilns still hot after a day's firing. You couldn't sleep. Air conditioning back then was a couple of loud, ......

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...the ghost mind is a curious space a gulag held in wire haunted huntress, somber sky coldest winter sun defy Cossack, Hessian shadow churn maze of madness, memory burn strung from stars fur......

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...Pouring out my heart, it’s devoid of all blood Perhaps more knotted, resembling of redwood Splinters and shavings, fall away with each thud Can’t escape this logjam, only wish I could Pouring......

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...The canal poked like a finger into the wrinkled abdomen of the Port. Along its length, ketches once bruised wooden wharves unloading wheat shipped from outports across the gulf. Pigeons stalked......

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...Still clear and sunlit are the tanned, weathered faces of the fisherman, their bloodshot eyes, beanies and checkered shirts, how they stood hip deep in their boats looking up at a gathered c......

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...French was the international language Brittania ruled the waves Sears-Roebuck a retail behemoth American Indians still called braves China an enigma wrapped in a riddle The U.S......

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...Love hearts and scabby knees. Dead flies and stinging bees. Dirty nails and sweaty lips. Fishnets with ragged slips. Eyeholes in a hessian sack. Pimples on a tattooed back. Toys that she just c......

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...I’ve always been a prankster and a lover of a joke. I love to see the puzzled look on an unsuspecting bloke, when he looks around and lifts his hat - totally confused. Some take a joke for what it......

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...I look across the lounge room floor and silently I brood. Looking back is something smug that’s caused a family feud. It licks its paws; it grins at me, and knows it is protected, and every wish i......

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...Now Uncle Harry, me old Uncle, who’d been a scallywag I’d say, told outlandish stories to us kids and we became his perfect prey. For he’d see our eyes wide open as we took in every word, believin......

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...Resuming bulk from those which almost don't exist Stoic in my unique role, careful timber tiger crafter Tiny depicted tigers roll on wheels, pulled by strings Lasting remnants of an animal disappe......

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...In December 1776 the revolution was at a low ebb, the patriots had lost at Long Island and the survivors through New Jersey fled. Desertion was high as many soldiers though the cause had been ......

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...It stands alone four square, white-washed straw-thatched, small window panes, black frames, and out back chickens hatched, pecking weedy ground around a single willow. Set just a little back fro......

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