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Latch Poems - Poems about Latch


Premium Member Blood Moon
There is a moon stuck inside the stoplight A still unblinking gaze controlling blood tides Circulatory system like New York City in the seventies The thrashing of my tire fire heart led To the tribute of an overzealous blood tithe With the buzzing of the latch relay circuit Night and day, the cosmic light switch clicks Itself into place, there is no...

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Categories: latch, allegory, anger, animal, change,
Form: Free verse
Door Without a Latch
It's no true door without a latch, After closure,still easy catch: Robber to one's helpless things snatch; A firm structure turns a bad thatch And up with things one starts to patch! It's no Good Gate which lacks a latch: Could never an invader match, Who'd across it march with his batch... Woe to a door met as a batch, Which carpentry needed a...

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Categories: latch, cry, evil, house, money,
Form: Rhyme



Premium Member Latch Key Kid
A boy sits on house steps (cement arid) removing the crust from his egg salad sandwich sparrows snatch the broken morsels he throws at them laced bonds like a companionship weave a shield from solitude He savours the egg salad his mother has left for him comfort food...

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Categories: latch, boy, child, encouraging, endurance,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Safety Latch Or Escape Hatch
Doors unlocked Opportunity knocks Doors closed Fears exposed...

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Categories: latch, courage, fear, motivation,
Form: Epigram
Handcuffs Latch
handcuffs latch locked tight key was lost in time never able to be found again lost forever within the sands of the hourglass of the hidden past self that has ran away never to break free from the glass prison of the hourglass of the subconscious mind...

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Categories: latch,
Form: Lyric



The Latch-Key Kid
I am the Latch-Key Kid When I go home, no tea on the table I manage to make myself something to eat The best that I am able Mum and Dad at work till past eleven So I just sit and watch TV When they come home they go to bed They have no time for me At eight-thirty in the morning My dad...

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Categories: latch, angst, bullying, child, poverty,
Form: Rhyme
We Are Latch Unto the Sky
the soul chanting again but we are latched unto the sky before we die...

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Categories: latch, imagination,
Form: Free verse

Book: Reflection on the Important Things