Life Buoy Poems - Poems about Life Buoy

...I'm writing in despondence, Perhaps seeking your indulgence, Let's talk about this boy, Let's be their life-buoy, Big boys are now crying, They are at a verge of dying, They're all subject to......

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...I am the salt of the dearth tease your taste buds and drape sweat for discomfort You need not know how I came to be in the ocean not have to walk on water but why wait for the Ark......

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...y o u, the band-aid to my bleeding wound, the life buoy in my ocean, the answer to my prayers, my shelter from the storm ......

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...she had put a band on her wrist in case she got lost on the journey ‘missing me but don’t return to sender’ no name or address just a simple message ......

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...Sharing a thought Is not best spoken in a passionate language It is not best written on an aesthetic scroll It is best conveyed in poetry As my ink spills I can’t float I find myself almost su......

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...gravity craves in the sky weightless surrender - comet reaches rock bottom tides foam a lullaby crested lengths wave - ripples focus underneath horizon lingers abreast pain d......

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...Scrubbing Bubbles, Dreft, Life Buoy, and Shout. Help me to get my greasy grimy out. Irish Spring, Dove, Windex, Borax too, I turn to them when I am blue. Cleaning is something I resolve not to ......

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...Barren like broken coral I wander the desert alone a nautical map in my mind of sand’s gristles coalescing Fins and snorkel thirst for wet suit and pursuit as bubbles d......

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...The skies opened their curtains, And grimly offered me that which I had always sought for Asylum, refuge, protection, peace, eternity, Why, all that I had been coveting while I was Suffering, tre......

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...Not yet once more a narrative of depressive introspection enough is enough and who wants to read that cloudy gloom of times blasted by the sand of scraping of the shaving dusk Lamentations ‘......

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...Cleanliness and Whores The ship was old once it had been a big ship now it was small it had been overtaking by time, its shower system had sea water which was nice enough to cool off when it wa......

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...The survivors Old age is a strange time you have no future and tend to look back to what was is a dream. How long does old age last? My wife and I are closer than ever, but are we clinging ......

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...Drowning Cold creation has bequeathed him progress Useless and torn from his children A mockery becomes less than human Casual use his habitual life buoy Disconnection from his own cultur......

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