Indulgently Poems - Poems about Indulgently

...sea-urchins in rock pools – the flesh, a delicacy – sparkle – protected from the ocean where anemones proliferate – by a mist-glistening heart shaped rock: the keeper of my secrets – ......

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...Knick-knacks, bottle caps, pop tabs, and acid The reflux of my mind of many memories redacted Connections don't elucidate the fuzzy things that happen Only emphasize the vacuity of brains fried an......

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...It’s boxing day (the Brit name for the day after Christmas) and Pamela, Lisa’s grandmother is visiting our little pandemic ark. Pamela’s a Cowboys fan so we’re watching them slaughter Washington - be......

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...Spring tantalizingly unfolds vernal, winsome Blossoms of lilies pristine, undulating to appease Fawning nectar-dreams adrift on wings of bees Frolicking tranquility of rustling flowering tr......

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...Vexation at self - regarding avoidable altercation... Today May 12th, 2021 at Royersford (Pennsylvania) LIDL, when spouse stepped into checkout line (minus her horse drawn grocery cart - pushe......

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...THE OTHER CHEEK When they mocked me for my lack of height, I let it go over my head. The best things come in small packages, So my mother said. Then, when they said I was u......

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...THE CERTAINTY? Every Sunday at 10.35, whatever the season, The elderly couple from down the road walk by on their way to Matins. It used to be 10.45 in their prime but, as age creeps on, it tak......

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...There was a sudden lull in the day when all the children sat still without play. They gathered round the barbecue straining to get hamburger, hot dogs, one or two. The adults spent the hours ......

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...I've never lost a friend worth keeping. Only the ones who share their indulgently fake smiles. They refused to reveal their true form; or was their depth the identical parallel of their surface......

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...Within my mind I drift, Images, memory and recollections Gods gift. As a child I was the daydreamer. Act, thought and action never once a schemer. A separate world existed in ......

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...Tom foolery, Sparking intense anxiety Led by panting and arguing And violent door slamming. A woman leaves. Tears, gracing her eyes A man recedes, Fearful anger proceeds An annoyed man ......

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...The cares of the world waft away like the vague images of a forgotten dream when he climbs into bed beside me. And my comfort is found in the warmth of a slight up-curved smile relaxing ac......

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...Poetry turns from the common man, Turns on its arrogant heel, Stalking away toward the cloistered academe. Nothing is duller or deader than Poets unable to feel Love—or compassion, or dream th......

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...There are so many types That I have seen – Would you call me tired? But then, it does make me tired.... They think they are safe And that no one is watching. So the quiet ones turn boisterous......

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