Mattress Poems - Poems about Mattress

naked mattress the naked mattress seemed more abandoned than on nights gone by when european percale sheets lifted like a kite from the corners as though they had somewhere to go and struggled passionately to get there. the sagging mattress appeared cold— now that she looked at it from the way he had...

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song of the mattress she slept, wrinkled and small on satin sheets, a band-aide covering her mattress, knees tucked tightly beneath her chin and legs pressed against her breasts as if waiting for a gigantic splash when she hit the water motionless, she dreamed of burgundy and peaches from georgia and hoped to drive...

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Death Sentence far who has no mattress. Don’t expect her to laugh: your mistress. Thanks to mattress for solved stress And for solved stress Lord God I bless! Once we lie on arranged mattress Our bodies against its foam press; With it a straight contact without dress; With no mattress night battles with stress But surely one needs fine...

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If I could climb on top of a cloud I’d have the world’s coziest mattress A cumulus quilt that’s softer than down And beneath it, a silk sheet of stratus A nimbus puff to pillow my head With matching lenticular duvet And perhaps I’d get an extra set In sunset pink and stormy gray Some say I must surely be insane For I’d be...

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Mattress and roses A great day in Cascais, sunlit and soberly warm. We have bought a rose-coloured mattrass easy to install, the old one was heavily loaded by memories of a time of a healthy life. I was thinking of getting a canary bird let it fly inside, let out wild birds will kill the canary Resolved angry dispute sealed with love objectified...

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SLEEP’S NOT THE MATTRESS Sleep’s not the mattress, hard or soft. It’s Spring with a rose sheet. Expels her breath - a peaceful waft. Copper eyes and smile’s sweet. The curtain’s drawn - it’s dark. What lovely dreams - they’re stark. This queen, she made her mark. In pale of darkness— sleep’s not the mattress. 2/17/2022 Quietus Sponsor: Unseeking Seeker HMS and rhymezone...

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Old stained mattress in a ditch looking forlorn cast aside without a second thought Old stained mattress blown off a truck by a strong wind or placed here by two men lugging? Old stained mattress shabby and streaked I pass her daily Wondering if she has feelings Making up stories about her Thinking about her first day off the showroom floor Poor old stained mattress Poor...

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I bet your beds comfy, I imagine it smells of flowers and vanilla, Or just the smell of clean, And you have pillows, Big soft voluptuous pillows, And sheets, Clean sheets. I could sleep forever in a bed like that, Literally forever, And I bet you don’t even think about it, Because it’s just a bed to you, And it is, Id probably cry if I could...

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Falling asleep in a Lazy Boy recliner with the TV on all night can't sleep in the bed cause I think we are in a fight Not sure what I did and being sorry is not enough forgot to read the fine print in this relationship stuff Baby, I'm sorry you are right and I am wrong please forgive me,...

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I remember the mattress, where you saw me asleep for the first time, where we held our breaths as friends passed my door, keeping our love a secret garden. I remember the mattress, where we lay lazily in heat, skipping work and the outside - waiting, wanting, to have and to hold a place just our own. I remember the...

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Can I be your mattress On your lovely bed I come in varying sizes From single To Californian King With a choice of different fillings For you to take your pick When you’re feeling racy I’m a dizzy mess When you’re feeling sexy I’ll add a little spring Felling more rampant You’ll enjoy a good jump Fancy a slap and tickle You could sailor in to a seaman On...

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Mattress you sleep on is your shallow grave you lie there for siesta at night when you sleep unknowingly you rehearsal how to die the coming times you travel to heaven daily and hell you visit its shores then back to your mattress what a friendly grave it is!...

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Branches of beans wave most predominantly in stormy weather but heavily prevalent are the many climbing chimps whose antics please the spotted cloud and cause a clap in the sky. But half a cup of mildew in a snow covered dome is neither a doorstep nor is it a milked out heifer in a four...

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Pool Table Felt on the Bloodstained Mattress A quiet giggle It’s not my stomach growling, “feed me.” A young girl who wouldn’t love a millionaire A stereo left on overnight Warmed motor that melts a plastic beer cup Teeth brushed a thousand times A smile passed the darkness when we went to bed What do you think about when we try to go...

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The modern mattress is what makes possible modern sleep; soft so I model myself in it like I'm to become a plaster cast. What's wrong? she asks there's something bothering you. The modern mattress can hide the mite that eats my skin slough, lives small excretes itch and sneezes. Just anomie, I answer nearness to old age, a reminder of waste. I will sheath the...

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