Moaned Poems - Poems about Moaned

... I travelled hours, hours and hours. The rusty ornate gate groaned, a path hued green moaned to me, as the trees whispered and wept. Then, I stood at that cold grave, of my loved......

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...(a series of micro vignettes) Chella and I are reading our analysis assignments together because that’s how we link and build. We read out loud too, because how else can you judge the fl......

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... Play staged, they came, mostly strangers to the stage, as first time viewers, to watch the play - 'Stranger Things: The First Shadow'. Noisiest crowd I ever heard, au naturale, to boot. Th......

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...I scrubbed the shame from under my fingernails, as if guilt could be washed like dirt. Cold showers never baptized the ache; just gave it discipline, a neat little collar for the beast inside. ......

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...Canto 1: Elixir In days of eld When moonlight danced on dew, There’s Otin, a wondrous soul, Did stroll from town to town, With laughter's role, and gourd, and tapping rod. His wine, —a swe......

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... Following night's tenebrous sheen on this aging lake- humped seashells drifted on aimlessly; I Iaid forlorn by an old palm tree needing to connect with anyone, anyone until turbulent waves......

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...The Vatican hides many books, but some stories bleed through stone. He was Pope Fourteen, God's chosen hand, A shepherd cloaked in crimson and command. But beneath the weight of holy crowns,......

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...Contest: Cemetery Sponsor: Constance La France Written 28.05.2025 They called him wild although he hardly spoke. Remote to them to breathe electric air. He moaned in thought before the plastic......

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... The trees remember what the axe forgets. The mirth of lovers romping on the loam. The light that filtered through in golden nets, and beasts that roamed for shelter in the gloam. A broken b......

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...Her Brazilian Ass She stood gazing out the window, bored and horny. It was Saturday night, and no date as usual. But she knew that was no one's fault but her own. Since the breakup with her longt......

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...waiting there were oatmeal cookies on the counter. only three left of the dozen she made just before the pot on the stove moaned, weeping that her coffee was done. dark and bitter, s......

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...Afterglow: The pleasant remembrance of a past experience Afterglow When I think of afterglow, my cheeks, my whole body becomes tinted, as the skies in passionate t......

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...Brooding at the bar, Wishy was being a little bit washy. The whiskey had made his speech a little bit sloshy. I said, "Wishy, I have no idea ~ what is it you want me to say?" He moaned, "Trishy w......

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...as we danced every step was discovery, the creaking patio hardwood rhythmic and soulful. the light was wet, it’d just rained. under the melting evening sky time softened, dripped. we glistened, jew......

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...( a college life vignette) It’s Thursday morning, usually no one’s favorite, but this one seems sugary new, as if beamed in from a different, better universe. The clouds look fluffy and f......

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