Jingling Poems - Poems about Jingling

...My lighted island, Hidden somewhere behind the red rocks, Somewhere between the jingling of bangles As I reach out to you. My lighted island, Lies behind the rusted walls of the blue city, Amon......

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...Sweet mother, Virginia Slim wedged between your fingers, that last light willed to die at the rig of a darkened room. You—half-goddess, half-ghost, pinioned in some still-life setting of tumb......

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...A poinsettia. Doesn’t do much. But when you look at one- It seems to make a merry jingling sound. The doorbell rings. And there are more guests. Who notice the Christmas tree. The poinset......

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...My birthplace is Shokpartogai, my golden cradle, Here I arrived, opening the door to this world wide. The snowstorm paused, holding its breath inside, When hear the cry of a baby struggling to sur......

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...Venus Casts a tiny shadow Upon the ghostly snow From its candle held by an extended hand Of a cloaked man Who trips through the stripped trees Follows the fresh trail of reindeer To our seco......

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... Smelling Woody, sweet, aroma Christmas pine tree, Weaved with Bright blinking lights, Topped with a starlit top. Feeling The Brrr ... chill of the night air Brrr ... freezing cold of the N......

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...“if you can’t say something nice, don’t say anything at all”* Such a sweet talker He could talk a buzzard off a meat wagon The truth lied in his mouth Waiting…patiently… Preying on the momen......

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... Autumn reigns in glory but for a season before winter covers her with a quilt of snow. ~ by poet au revoir to autumn leaves tumbling agro......

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... Zooming around the room in wheel chair-moves our child greets us by his beeping toy’s cheer allowing pets to bark and meow freely. Gesturing to hush ......

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...“I'm ready to go anywhere I'm ready for to fade Into my own parade Cast your dancing spell my way I promise to go under it”.....Quote by Bob Dylan I AM A STRANGER HERE without you I CAN'T E......

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...In time when night turned to dawn, I could see, It all appeared like sheer fantasy. Light-hearted, I put on my office hat, And hurriedly in my horse carriage sat To drive away myself to sink ......

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...In scarce a week the place began to weave A weird fascination upon me, Nigh hard to bear, harder still to believe, I felt as if a dragon from a sea Was slowly digesting me in tight noose, A......

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...~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Welcome to the land of love, blood, milk and honey I will begin with the four words; love, blood, milk ......

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...I know a cat that is kind of a jokester she said I knew he was serious by the jingling hat on his head He shook those bells in our faces, demanding attention. The way he needed attention defies co......

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... Music is an undying art of soul ~ an abstract eden, where, euphonious unicorns glide in strawberry sonatas, amplifying rhapsody in ballads of flight, when fuchsia feathers tease......

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