Mislaid Poems - Poems about Mislaid

...The canvas waits beneath a tempered blade. A pale silver knife, not forged for war, I wield. I paint the silence that the wounds betrayed. The sky lies torn in strokes of celeste shade, each sl......

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... Dear Father, I just wanted to write to you today to tell you how much I love you. I know I spoke to you today, and so often my mind and heart are turned to yo......

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...“You’re gonna lose that girl”, they sing: the one who wears my diamond ring. They ask me why I even date her - she’s not a great communicator. She got mislaid when out in Ronda, until I bought t......

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... “being mistook we burnt the book thoughts rest, we dwell in our heart’s nest touched by spirit, our body shook by God’s light blest as we undressed” In the live network of intricate una......

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...Hearthstone Of Thy Fathers Love Fatherhood exuberant and renowned is how you boys made me feel. Exquisite was the taste of my tears as I felt the sensation of joy in both of your first cry’s! The ......

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... There was a line crossed long ago that showed me all I need to know . Upon my journey boldly drawn when boundaries were almost gone, and midnight's inky crochet shawl ripped my esteem......

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...The older I get, the more I forget the names of colors. Would you call this paint amber, burnt ochre, or clay? Would it were the same with all of my dolors. But age hasn’t washed an......

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...Behold the abominable annals of the Storm domicile, A living, groaning edifice of lumber and bureaucratic despair— Where Allen Storm, the paternal prodigal of procedural pedantry, Treads upon its ......

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...I woke up and forgot my password. Everything seems back-assword. It must be somewhere, but mislaid, among a paper mountain, I'm afraid. Something's really weird and strange. Has my brain been re......

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... Where have they gone, the days of my life. All the days of the years of my life? Oceans of days lost in the past, unnoticed, unheeded, slipped from my grasp. I recall with regret and some small de......

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...Situations poem Lionel Derbyshire Power are you mislaid Uncertainty what do you know? Future are you still about .. Destiny are there any prospects? Around the world I go With my word's poe......

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...Young Heather found a feather one day in some cold weather; just there, right there, on the road landed, where the wind had blowed. “My wooly hat it’s plain and pink I’ll put the feather in, I......

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...A stitch in time saves nine, lest, out of step lose pep, 'ere gains back mislaid track; cruise control, lose neutral. practice makes perfect as perfect is relative subject is practice......

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...Sitting here thinking about the past regret for time mislaid What’s done is gone all swans in song — tomorrow’s yesterday (The New Room: May, 2024) ......

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... When social upheaval brews chaos of nihilism, Forfeiting moral values, embracing skepticism; Instability ensues, clamoring in emptiness, Believing world is futile, life is meaningless, As broke......

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