Knurled Poems - Poems about Knurled

...Images from a cogged box. A camera reveals hips and ankles, ribbons decorously draped over a contrived modesty. An artist has added a color tint, their cheeks are rosy, their lips red, a pa......

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...As both the dreamer and the dreamed in this world, if we would wake up here, etch these words in stone; save by honing rough edges, by ego knurled, being the optimal method to atone, the flag of ......

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...I took a stroll through the woods like I do every Fall; it's a sensual treat at this time of the year. And I came across a grove of ancient oak trees, shedding amber, yellow, and golden leaves; g......

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...Age gnarls, weather beats skin to flaky dryness. Wrinkles and lines, furrows, knots and blotches Twist and contort the skin of babies and youths to a knurled, rough, compliant easy to grip surfac......

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...* CONTENT WARNING: This poem is about physical abuse. * ~ eyes, down ... at my yellow polo, red spatters so evenly placed that they look unnatural - as if printed, but unfinished .......

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...From beneath a long frozen earth ancient human bones surface, they rise far enough for an eye-socket to be seeded. A sapling grew from out of that skull. In time the skull became a tree. Li......

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...Lumi's hand pressed upon his shoulder in a surprisingly firm grip guiding him into the dining area and to the second of two long slender tables where sat five older elves including DynDoeth. “C......

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...There she is, she’s grown beyond root and branch, at peace despite the incontinence of an unlooked for wisdom. And there I am, of a sudden snagged by her knurled spell as if she were the Virgin ......

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...keep old frail weak trees for scars knurls holes and wrinkles birds and bees call home......

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...intimidating serrated crest emulates Ansel's view challenges down-clad one to climb her stretch-marked belly a gaze upward at silver glazed wall the glacial rock face mirrors reflection f......

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...So there she is, a park bench crone, mother of the listless, the passing-by; head bowed, caught between dark and light I sense her yet. There she is, she’s grown beyond root and branch, at pe......

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... Only A Tree Written: By Tom Wright 1/29/99 Of what significance could be one knurled old tree? Bent and misshapened, from it's search for light, nothing more perhaps, than a remind......

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...Black Powder --------------------------------------- He waits offstage, his posture tense, his gaze locked on the audience - his first in years. He blots the sweat that wets his face, then ......

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...Passion burns through his veins, Mind filled with ideas insane! Always in need of a musing's high, His heart stirs and sighs! Matched traits and kind, Morphing form, she hides! So alike, yet ......

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...Looming ... The possibility of crisis Life-as-you-now-know-it-ending crisis From a crystal azure sky, shining ... The ominously d......

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