Hunched Poems - Poems about Hunched

... The storm water pipe gaped into open air from an embankment where it surfaced from underground. The opening was a little smaller than my childhood height and they said it stretched a mil......

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...Matsuo Basho: English translations of Haiku about autumn, fall, sea, autumn wind, harvest moon, dark, darkness, dawn, day, life. First of autumn: the sea and the rice fields the same green hue. ......

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...Scary people are everywhere weaving through backbones of rain-soaked roads taillight burning A holes in my balding white walls. Scary people in endless grocery store lines carts filled with poiso......

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...Please tell the world — pain is real, It doesn’t vanish, it doesn’t heal. Some may smile and say “you’ll mend,” But this is a war that will never end. Chronic pain doesn’t come-and-go, It’s in......

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... I bowed for the story line. Hunched over in suspense, I hung-out for the punch line. The twists of plot lured me to the edge. I could see the lede lying buried below me. Reaching in to grab ......

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...The radiator whispered like breath beneath the old window (half opened for mercy) where cold fingers of air braided themselves with steam and the snow stayed only for seconds da......

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...This morning one songbird awoke first, breaking the night with its spiral tongue. Under an oak tree a puddle bloomed stars, then washed its face with a watery light. Moments later, a narrow ......

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......Finally Gobayth came to a devastated mountainside, the trees and soil stripped away, slaves cutting out blocks of great size. They led him to a wooden hut where several gold coins were exchan......

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...the bridge In the middle of the bridge, we leaned on its railing and looked into the slimy, green, and slow running stream. Its bank, decorated with plastic bottles, used condoms, a long-sin......

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...I’ve bloomed well past blossom season, no fleshy pink petals here. Wrinkles appear now. Feet left by crow. You see the grey in the brown, see a patch of scalp showing. You see the change in my g......

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...In the solemn fortitude Of a square box, I sat at a 90-degree angle, Hunched,head between my knees. What went so amiss? My lofty heart cannot fathom. My head is in shambles. Whence do I turn? ......

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..."It's just dust," he said, kicking the dry ground With a worn boot, Toe pointed cowboy style But with none of the flash. "This could be grandpa," he said, Shoulders rounded, eyes to the ground. ......

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... The thing about killing Angels you have to remember is always go for the kill shot Most of them can easily take a grenade to the face Those arch ones usually stay put and watch Basically on tap......

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...A cold wind challenged Spring Watering my eyes as I hunched against it Hawks circle beneath white puff clouds A squirrel weighs its options Robins wrestle chilled worm sushi Nervous Mallards pac......

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...geese are arriving or going straight lines crisscross the sky a history of contrails in a blue honking yonder under a brightly birthed daylight eyesight cannot settle but dazzles upon fleet......

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