Leached Poems - Poems about Leached

...She’d kept the pewter dusted and displayed since 1969. A verdigris had leached out of the urn nevertheless. She had been hard on him, had forgiven little, but felt much closer now. The televis......

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...I hate that Nellie Olson —Laura Ingalls, Little House on the Prairie I’ll fix her. You’ll see. —Nellie Olson, Little House on the Prairie (regarding Laura) Season 6, Episode 2: The two get m......

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...The moon raced ahead of us, like a thirsty dog. Mama wet her knickers earlier that day, she yelled at everyone, for she didn't see it coming. Later, we teenagers latch-keyed in, the empty h......

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...Time is a fickle thing for those healing. Fear and pain are the feat. Cocooned they must be in self-growt......

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...Old man vagabond searching for his home Is this why you started to roam Something in which you long ago lost What was the cost The price that you have already paid Might of been easier should yo......

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...A scrapbook of soil knits the land. Earthworms patchwork hidden birthing-chambers, grit and gist abrades into the leached sap of leaf and grass. Rain storms push up an upholstery of......

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...The night ended in smoke. Sleepwalking fumes rolled over the park, perambulated in groggy circles, then got stuck in the tree branches where they hung as thick as melting du......

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...The house and barn have surrendered, burrowing under the loose dirt of the sun. Echoes run from house to barn, from barn to house, a ritornello hurried along on the skirts of the wind. Dust muf......

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...66 Million years ago Fireball from the sky hits Echoing life-planet, Snuffing almost all in darkness Mouse like burrowing under the inferno. 1750 People harvested like wheat Strong men, ch......

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...I'm cold I'm cold... And I need your passionate soul, to warm me, to comfort me, to make me forget why I woke up with tears in my eyes this morning. I'm cold, and I suspect.......

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...The West is slipping away. On the East side of this living space light slips its shadowy leash, paints a last frameless image upon a bare wall. Moving closer I study a shape as it shifts slig......

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...We went back to my house, our hands not holding but lively nerves under our clothes still slow groping the unseen. The moon raced ahead of us like a thirsty dog. Mama wet her knickers earlier......

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...She’d kept the pewter dusted and displayed since 1959. A verdigris had leached out of the urn nevertheless She had been hard on him, had forgiven little, but felt much closer now. The television......

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...The house and barn have surrendered, burrowing under the loose dirt of the sun. Echoes run from house to barn, from barn to house, a ritornello hurried along on the skirts of the wind. In the r......

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...The cloud-enshrined sun The waves leaching away the sand A whole world undone Rose rayonnante de perle Soleil soudé aux nuages Un sourire de mère Mussed baby petals A rose-stem cut ere the......

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