Leashing Poems - Poems about Leashing

...a small position given in a place of chaos perfect place to flourish and gain hiding behind unhealed trauma and pain playing a role as a trusted confidant observing and collecting information u......

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... homelands / husbands / playing house / strands & strings of horses behind strangers lounging un-belonging to Thebes of Sevens or women, depending on how you slice matters, as a perspective ......

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...Soprano's Answer I'm benumbed by the musical shooting arrow Carrying magical notes of a soprano Its light dazzles And crackles On the lake's wind washed surface in circles I stand beneath h......

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...Anxiety (The Worst Noose In Town) -- like flooding waters, creeping in I count 30, seconds, holding my breath again Drowning in agitation, overwhelmed by fear I try to hide the pressure in h......

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...Anxiety creeping like flooding water Soaking into every crack and pore Washing away the hope you may desire Leaving you searching for a shore leashing, grasping and ripping the chest wide woun......

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...Nature tends her world causing life anew taking care of gentle shoots giving them sun and rain. Encouraging them to grow watching leaves unfurl giving cover to nesting birds busily feeding t......

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...Slowly pacing a captive rail, her gaze pierces beyond red stars eyes with burnt ire, a tigress howls bellowing through jungles afar; As pride of theme parks, she deplores the ropes leas......

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...I am armed and fighting my battle. I am bombarded by disturbed thoughts running through my mind. My mind is leashing out expressing itself as an insane leader. I challenge any power I find along......

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...Another crossroad. Invalids weep when wearing another's soiled diapers suddenly disappear. In spite of the battered off-chance - from a despondent interruption; I'm the exposed exception. ......

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...Bah! Humbug! 'Tis again that time of the year, When I must go hither and yon spreading good cheer. Ho, ho, hoing as wriggling brats sit upon my knees, Boring me with their interminable pleas! I......

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...Lie and hatred is beneath my roots feeling a burn through out my vain image of myself hurting you over and over but in the end I end up hurting again.... The day you pass away was the day I burn......

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...A boy on a leash I fell for it Crouching in the rain with a trenchcoated man His silouhette haunts the dreams and art Asingle innocent kiss brought him from the shadows For hiding there for so lo......

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