Hot On The Heels Poems - Poems about Hot On The Heels

...Hot on the heels of need A feeling like no other A crawling, spreading sensation Insides leaking out Too painful to show Too needy Too sticky Repulsive and ugly Overwhelming urge to hide ......

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...A happy twenty twenty five Let that smoldering that remains alive Find the fanning winds that revive And stoke the fire into thrive That it may warm and light without strive May thy wishes mer......

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... May, June, July, new Presidents and Prime Ministers elected world-wide, Politicians, crossing the floor, patronizing The other side, Finally striving for what we all hope, Peace and unity,......

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...Shadow & Reflection ( always yours) “Just a fun instant write” I realise a scent, a sniff, not a nose to the ground visual image hot on its heels, it feels, not a ear to the drum noisy hum, lum......

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...This maelstrom we endure This era of anguish Caught in a backlash Of fury and fist From the first warning, gone! To the danger zone Of struggle and strife And far from home For the storm ......

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...When I was little, my stepfather and I would be outside, coloring the driveway with chalk or throwing a frisbee and he’d stop and say, “I’m gonna go stir your mama up.” He’d go in the house, comin......

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...Naked Aggression met Unbridled Greed on an uncharted forest path Warily they circled each other, eyes laser-focused, each on the other's hands... Up the road a ways trudged Steely Determi......

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...Panting, running, paying, fuming, Bumping, swearing, hurrying, driving, All because today is the thirty first Of the month, why are we all nigh to burst! Got to buy groceries, go the butcher The......

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...CYRUS "THE VIRUS" IS EVERYWHERE. WREAKING HAVOC WITHOUT ANY CARE. BORN OUT OF WEDLOCK BETWEEN SLIME AND MOLD. MORPHS HIS WAY THROUGH LIFE I'M TOLD. BIRDS AND PLANTS, TREES AND PEOPLE. HIS GO......

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...I chased down the days of my youth hot on the heels, became a sleuth then suddenly plucked off the vine savor me like glass of new wine I still have many fields to sow hands to hold, and pain......

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...Running away in Strawberry fields That have ripened in the sun He’s hot on my heels I want to belong to someone But I run run run He could be Cool and cleansing Like water washing Over me Allover......

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...January was feeling sad For February is much better Less chance of deep snow Although the weather is wetter. February was unhappy For in March spring would start Causing sweet thoughts Of lo......

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