Keyholes Poems - Poems about Keyholes

...they call her kind, they call her bright a whisper soft, a spark of light but fairies lie, and mortals weep when stolen dreams no longer sleep she flits through keyholes, thin as mist with ice......

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... You skulked down the hidden backstreets of rationality, peering through the keyholes of human decency, and crawled in through the sewers of thought, to whisper your name to the unsuspecting i......

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...Chill confines a diary of absence as September keyholes a papered wall. A smirk tears a face--escapee silence --styles wall with nothingness, dead ends AWOL. A bottle of spent wealt......

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...Was it Wednesday ? Partly closed, under a hide me peak of “ Red Bull Inc “ His eyes shaded cannot see further than his half day Wednesday dream expectation sits here ! It must be right. Her......

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...***A Parenting Tale*** He must’ve been Just barely fourteen, but still off as A ninja filling a pillowcase with chocolate on Halloween. Although through all other days his ken was an a......

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...It’s a yard sale shopper’s paradise With hidden treasures stashed amid the clutter. Like fine bone china chipped about the edges. It’s an heirloom set with all the pieces krazy-glued together, It......

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...Their house was damp and drafty and the furnishings unique I guess you'd say the decor was eclectic and antique There was an old piano that was often out of tune And as a child I'd tap the key......

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... ~ Keyholes~ Are for the imaginative ones. Some think they are just for keys? These are the domesticated ones. Others look though them and see sandy des......

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...Opening Day with a Little Delay Take me out to the ball game Of balls and strikes - bloopers and perfect games; Basket catches, ERA’S, country hardball; Foul balls, the pick off, intentiona......

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...I float in breathless transience of heartbeats as the moon's feral pupil peers through keyholes in the clouds The Orpheus kiss is a crap shoot elevens showering sterling whispers of soft ......

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...I watched you slowly disappear pacing restlessly back and forth warbling off-key through the woozy blackness of a day I watched you glide upwards through the slender keyholes quivering and su......

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...I started at an early age Just six years old and I can’t sleep I need to my boredom assuage So through mommy’s keyhole I peep. And what a glorious event Dad and mom wrestling on the bed Odd h......

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... Diary Notes: Lament at Dawn A Year Ago and yet now No Change ………………………………………..…at the heart of the chef lieu township ten-ton buses throb empty …………………………………......

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...By Mark Miller 03/26/2018 We hold our personal abyss Of nothingness sent caress Tying the formless substance Dancing naked existence Where meetings forwell Struggle the forest void reach......

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...Diary Notes: Lament at Dawn …at the heart of the township ten-ton buses throb empty their drivers slumped in the heat behind their steering wheels liste......

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