Inflection Poems - Poems about Inflection

He said ‘With relish.’ like a soft light, erasing the line that never existed. Pulsating with what was uninhibited, the phrase exasperated her hunger. Erasing the line that never existed, an inarticulate murmur left his lips. Was it in everything she didn’t say? Pulsating with what was uninhibited, she could taste his shallow breathe. It was coming with such regularity. The phrase exasperated...

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The year is dead, long live new year Don’t dwell too long, don’t shed a tear For what is gone, is done, goodbye There is no how, no who, no why Instead go forward, see far, head up Drink joyous gulps from the loving cup Tomorrow’s a glow, this moment burns bright So embrace yourself, your star, your light Tonight is magic,...

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Morning glory songbirds fly over me singing ever present trust....

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Intoxicated by the inflection nothing like that catch in your voice; Falling for the hope and healing, leave it to you to level the agony; Every piece of every word carries with it a mark of you; Tasting the tip of what you say itching to pull the mask away; Oh that smile, naked as that catch in...

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Holding on …soothing music…...waiting, patiently, Then I could sure, hear a voice, calm and flat. With some precise questions… Questions... indeed, there will be a genre always. Likely. Wandering moments float by, lives bonded with legit answers. As I was answering those questions, Somehow, I knew slowly for sure, There was a happening, destined, on the other side, too And I observed an...

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Just writing on paper clip the best ...

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Is it wrong to be different? If it is. . . I don't ever want to be right. You just sit there boring me with politics, your philosophy, and judgmental remarks. While I'm up on my feet, owning my own skin, walking with dignity, and shrouded with humility. No matter what they say, I'll always be true to me. I...

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and then they looked to the sea with eyes floating the currents above to look beyond the sea, they thought to look beneath the sea, they wondered 'not too far', they cried out 'not too deep', they said 'let the waters comfort in the strength of tides as we listen from far away'. still and quiet in his response: 'i have but yet another...

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Summer’s sweetness lies upon the shores of tomorrow As today’s bitterness is cast upon the craggy jettison Left to die is the presence of torment and sorrow As the only cure is this symbolic medicine As I stand on this shore now daydreaming My eyes have then focused on the view While my heart’s inside screaming I can’t get my mind off...

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