Ironed Poems - Poems about Ironed

...raven of the marsh sounded the alarm mystic named Marilee listened carefully first the bull frogs, then the spiders, now this three signs in three days; mischief was afoot spirit was in the air, ......

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...The sleepy begonias undulating slightly so undisturbed leaned forward to encourage and wish me good fortune, while the apricot trees spread around their strong aroma, a dazzling daylight was risin......

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...He forgot how his jaw used to stretch in loud laughter. No mirrors to watch his days— just windows, and distant eyes. His beard trimmed by finger’s feel, a chunk missed Here and there.......

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... There’s a nadir of personal despair - In feminine terms it’s - No hair, no flair! My hairy genes caused me lifelong distress, I longed for a look I didn’t possess. I daydreamed of golden l......

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...Though the sun had begun bleeding in the West With an explorer’s gait, I walked jumping over gutters My track, flanked with knee high grass and nettles Also, wild bushes of all kinds that grew in ......

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...Two stubborn brothers were in a little imbroglio Their annoyed wives had given up on peace Their children’s cousin’s hearts were rich and full Ironed in love and unity, nary a cross word or crease......

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...I scry through time with a crystal sphere Asking of it my future, both far and near Yet, the images I see were dismally unclear (It should go without saying that I am not a seer) I saw a black ......

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...In South Croydon station They walked tall Brief cases and ironed Daily Telegraphs Back to the 80s They spoke a Corporate language I remember the old school but now we are living with Generat......

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...The calling gull leaves her nest her wild magic cleaves the nimbus. An avian aerialist suspended aloft she sails on tapered ribbons of cirrus silk, ruffled sea breeze ironed ‘neath her lustrous ......

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...Donald impersonating a nice guy publisher right after my accident traumatic brain injury car bomb attack he followed me to book stores ice cream shops art museum obsessed with my poetry my......

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... No seeds, spinach or carrots around; no greens, or reds, or oranges found. Only the smooth sliding elegance of twosome as one in skating dance. "Sequined Septuagenarians" much smooth......

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... What if I don't want the smudges off the shields? Why should I seek what races away from me? Not all struggles are worth the sweats. Can I choose myself and forget about how ironed m......

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...A Flock of Startled Birds He had sat for an hour on a long, low, flat rock, He had checked himself over from bald patch to sock. His leather shoes burnished to a mirror-li......

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... A tear in his heart, zigzagging on his own two feet, he combed through his emotions, back and forth, up and down, he was apprehensive but hopeful. A silver lining, A thread to keep him bound. Pray.......

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...“we woke up early one morn, ego shorn it felt as though we were in form reborn nodes within stirred, boundaries blurred our head and heart, with love concurred” the tree has shed all......

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