Hollowing Poems - Poems about Hollowing

...We are doing our best So why are we so hard on ourselves Chasing myths and legends Wears us thin around the edges Years lost not being true As if becoming you… Was a prize to earn with age O......

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...Weary Is My Mind I promise, I swear, I will never, I will always That blaring sentiment of a pattering ghost that I detest Among the empty hollowing of her mouth and eyelids There lies darkness......

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...Offensively defensive posturing No stopping in sight No reflection in view Poisonous to everyone around you Syphoning greed at record speed Unchecked unseen Hollowing the land Blindly defe......

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...I once screamed But the echoes faded, And slowly, I lost my voice. I once cried Until the rivers dried, And slowly, I lost my tears. I once grieved But the weight grew lighter, And slowly......

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...I hate you... For the smile that withers like a flower under the harshness of frost, For every memory that refuses to melt in the fog of forgetfulness, For the good that tears at me like a hook in......

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...Skirt hiked up legs ungracefully spread, sexually inviting. The cello drums her, blind angels gyrate in a deep darkness. The cellos voice is her own, her body sings through one hollowing ......

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...They're children of the sand, sand in an hourglass Sands of time running out, running from their past Desert winds howl, howl like hungry ghosts Howling louder than bombs and tyrannical hosts L......

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...I see it right there, the subtle changes, As you tuck those toes underneath your tights, Fighting behind silences and sickening sunrises, Contain yourself, you might cross a fire you can’t outc......

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...Midnight darkness suddenly descended upon the city as morning peeped through the blackened sky the city waits in suspense to die. They have been working for several days battening up windows and ......

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...A polished metal skeleton gleams under a porch light. He slides a silver tube beneath skinny legs, pivots on a straining fulcrum, meshing gears rattle, knees unlock. He rides by night. ......

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...O hollowing gales,take me to the breathtaking sights Where dreams abide and love resides in the ensemble of butterflies and beautiful summer skies where morining sparrows narrate t......

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...Yes, the full bloom is pretty all that culmination just short of perfection, that opening, a hasp and harbor for light and warmth a wide-eyed blossoming raised up in a blind glory ......

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...Most of my life my left shoulder sheltered it while my right shoulder threw darts its way. Sometimes it shivered in the cold of my eyes. Often I would take it for night-walks just the body it ......

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...Old uncle time has called me to the task; procrastination has had its run. Now is the time and the time is now; I must keep on the path to the task ahead. To stop in the middle of ......

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...My heart pounded in my ear as I ran, stopping periodically – silent, listening. Was he coming? Had he figured out yet that I’d runaway. Was he behind me or would he be waiting behind the next tree or......

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