Incongruously Poems - Poems about Incongruously

...The angels are overloaded. And I'm crying aloud. In marketplaces. In new frontiers. Sobbing incongruously From station to station. Losing my past And letting the present Run off without me. ......

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... got my eyes tested today and it became clear ~ i need a haircut said the barber to a deaf client ~ who can’t lip read in the mirror both of them smiled incongruously ~ as the open razor cam......

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...In Memoriam Quietly Always Close Are they whispers, then, settling So gently upon that slightest breeze wending Over the granite crosses and statues of cradling angels, Which stand in......

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...The morning is fair and without compare; desire to escape commotion in motion. With apologies to Frost, but I’m lost in sylvan idyll; my thoughts to distil. I should have turned left or maybe the......

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...I'm an animal that barks in language archetype that we learned to repeat... We associate the situations with that language... And we repeat the sounds and signs every time it happens... That'......

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...I Almost drowned, which is to say, I fell upwards into a darkness that contained no earth or sky. Ten years old and a strong swimmer, but that lake only buoyed up its own natatory denizens, ......

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...this alteh kocker nostalgically reflects being ma late mama's boytchik (now, she long since deceased, whose cremated remains of day scattered to all points on compass) fond......

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...I am a Sabra,* *A native-born Israeli Uzi** at the ready; **Submachine gun (standard army issue) Confident, brave: "Yi'hi'ye tov!"*** ***"It'll be f......

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...Sitting still in a car,looking out And listening within A bright blue wintry sky punctuated With land mines Soft sunshine painting roofs Amid the shattered ruins of Aleppo Undressed trees coate......

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...****"No better tomorrow""*** Before the sun could have made its appearance, her eyes are forced open, with the outburst of the little one's patience; Frustrated, sleep deprived and irritated,......

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...The Search I push my neck beyond its reach, contort my achy back; lower my face til it’s horizontal to the pocked wood floor. With an ants view of the world, like a miner I prospect; small bits......

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...Just a simple inbox from Mr. Freedom Writer’s Ink that’s All it took, to Make me think outside the box Eventually, I tried a new thing Shaking up the brain mater and Making up the words call......

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