Long Sockless Poems
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Epiphany At Union StationThe Station was littered and in disrepair,
'Out Of Order' signs bore witness.
Discarded chewing gum and empty bottles,
and the smells emanating from untended
trash baskets... and in the midst
of all this dislocation...
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Categories:
sockless, inspirational,
Form:
Verse
Epiphany At Union StationThe Station was littered and in disrepair,
'Out Of Order' signs bore witness.
Discarded chewing gum and empty bottles,
and the smells emanating from unemptied
trash baskets... and in the midst
of all this dislocation...
Read More
Categories:
sockless, writing,
Form:
Verse
Epiphany At Union StationThe Station was littered and in disrepair,
'Out Of Order' signs bore witness.
Discarded chewing gum and empty bottles,
and the smells emanating from unemptied
trash baskets... and in the midst
of all this dislocation...
Read More
Categories:
sockless, angel, imagination, spiritual,
Form:
Prose Poetry
Epiphany At Union StationUnion Station was littered and in disrepair, 'Out Of Order' signs bore witness. Discarded chewing gum and empty bottles, and the smells emanating from unemptied trash baskets... and in the midst of all this dislocation...
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Categories:
sockless, spiritual,
Form:
Prose Poetry
Winter's WrathDay-248 “Winter’s Wrath”
From out of the north
The cold winds blew
Hell’s inferno turned blistery cold
The Devil himself all
Bundled in ice coated steel;
His snarly, crackling laughter
Piercing the barren air.
His staff, a brazened fork,
Pierced all who...
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Categories:
sockless, cool, evil, mythology, weather, winter,
Form:
Free verse
Sock Monster
In the land of laundry, I search high and low,
for missing socks - wondering where do they go?
Each morning, I search for a matching pair,
but they seem to have disappeared into thin air.
They were...
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Categories:
sockless, fun,
Form:
Rhyme
The RunnerI am the runner.
I glide down the street with ease,
elbows slightly bent,
arms swinging rhythmically.
I nod and smile at neighbours
as they admire my even stride.
My legs, long and slim,
strong but not overly muscled,
pump up...
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Categories:
sockless, hope,
Form:
Free verse
The Bridle CooMy brother liked to steal my cloze
I said I like too wear my socks two
He had a girlfriend named rose
That he'd bring home when our parents were aweigh
He'd say to her "I love you deer"
And...
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Categories:
sockless, beach,
Form:
Prose Poetry
The Weatherman PredictedThe weatherman predicted
That today would reach a high
Of eighty-five degrees; I never
Thought that he would lie.
I didn’t take a jacket and
My sockless feet are bare.
I’m shivering and I would bet
He doesn’t even care.
He’s sitting in...
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Categories:
sockless, weather,
Form:
Rhyme