Matchboxes Poems - Poems about Matchboxes

...the end safety No modern weaponry can stop this brutal onslaught. The Med is far from here, where the Atlantic breeze is cooling we who do not travel watch the fire with awe Further afield, peo......

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...Ill comply, ill apologise, im ing tired I’ll hold your hand in mine, resigned, fingertips when i dont exist Palm to palm on a good day, a lovers loss, no pilgrims kiss A tragic play, no exit left.......

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...Holiday Paradise is burning Rhodes is surrounded by invading fires and blue sea no modern weaponry can stop this brutal onslaught. The Med is far from here, where the Atlantic breeze is cooling ......

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...The detritus of a household of smokers was a joy to the young child, stifled in a family he believed he had outgrown. Matchsticks, by the score, he used to build magical castles with towers to climb ......

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...If not burned Hellas is burning the Athens is surrounded by invading fires no modern weaponry can stop this brutal onslaught. Greece is far from here, where the Atlantic breeze is cooling ......

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...i love the early morning rasp of his voice the birthmarks and burn scars midsummer skin i love the sticky rash of lust the way a heart ticks until it implodes the sugar soaked kisses i do not......

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...Unprotected piece of a house exposed to fierce drops of water prone to melt away in mud like a music box in a matchbox, unbelievable and unnecessary and yet there, a dwelling of husband and wife to n......

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...Thick white clouds Retracing posture Atop the layers of earth; Foggy shrouds of white Overclouded landscape Clogging the sunlight In blurry unclearness. In brown faded bushes Lies inhalatio......

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...I use to hike through Flankers’ un-cobbled street With easel and canvas hawking my mind Sketching the apiary’s tenement Dull gray boxes densely scattered ......

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...she hides her soul behind green eyes what is she afraid of what had she lost she hurts so bad now she is broken, peices her will to go on bearly there her compacity for happiness could fi......

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