Nail Poems - Poems about Nail

Another hallowed arrow from his quivers One of cricket’s greatest shiver givers Coursing down your spine like rivers Fine line..never dithers as slivers Of adversaries hopes on the ropes..withers Tipples tickle our livers The latest tropes of how Somehow…anyhow won’t kowtow Postman Pat delivers Matinee idol looks tease Record books hooks please Finds batters crannies & Nooks with such ease Impeccable length…metronomic Chin music chagrin Such strength..astronomic Gift...

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These broken nails Not pretty to look at, My triumphs, my fails Mean more than that Been scratching away Digging for some end, By night, by day … ‘Til they begin to bend Once polished to a shine … Is perfectly cracked, With pulled hair of mine And my nerves wracked All glitter, all gold … Neither one can stay, But, broken nails, I'm told Says something anyway. ...

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"Go along to get along" a wise man he once said (altho' I don't concur) but it occurred to me neither follower nor leader be if you want to get ahead and if the herd you stroll behind please do consider the view (but not too closely) yet what is worse yes you may curse that which you step into some believe the...

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tooth jagged, canine aching, decaying, eating denture, enamel, manicure, claw ...

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Nail on The Floor Glass half full Glass half empty Life that’s null Or life of plenty A screw on the floor Is not one falling But just one more To our life’s building The choice is ours Each day to take Whether rich or poor Life’s what we make...

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I'm in line at a store, and I'm bored, Typing on my phone, restless and alone. I’ve got light-blue nails, like the sky or your eyes. I like them, it’s my favorite color - I don’t know why. I’m buying flavors for my coffee, nutmeg and pumpkin spice. I like having coffee in the morning, when it’s cold, they’ll taste...

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The story could not become stale: Farouk had pilfered from a mail; Also, in some shop picked a pail And, yet, another a huge bale... When things began to read "Jail" Farouk had already turned tail And for waiting ears had his tale: That he had come to some friends hail, One of them male and the other female. Then, a Ben chose to...

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A carpenter for a clean job poised And for a new ceiling I rejoiced. Like soldiers' flag he did ceiling hoist, His eyes of full true confidence moist... A carpenter who knows a good joist upon him you can't a bad one foist, From afar would pick its sad fake smell, Long before his hammer hits the nail. The poised I had his...

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The figurative nail hit on the hirsute covered head! Eventually vices will witness me crow king cough'n affliction caw hearse courtesy smok'n since me yay high, hence appellation (mountain) wheezer natural set of adult teeth (rotten to the core) easily plucked out courtesy tweezer, this har nonestablishmentarian, never prevaricator nor crowd pleaser, whose barreled chest attests quantity maximum grog,...

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I have been systematically bitting my nails since I was 6 year's old so I am told Sometimes way down past where the skin begins and blood starts And it hurts so much I can't even pick stuff up And yes I know it's a filthy habit and it really hurts I have somehow never been able to stop So what is the explanation...

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hammer handy, headed clutching, sounding, striking bludgeon, mallet, pinpoint, fastener protruding, retracting, projecting pointed, rusty ...

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Finger, like so many, aims at me and then at something else. Finger is a small yet significant creature. Finger's addressing me by pointing, pointing to me, saying, saying without speaking. Finger sports a nail that may hold the significance of that creature, that digit: brown-ended with soil or brightened with soap on a bright-cleaning brush. One or the other (as they say). Finger will...

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Cotton candy coloured toe nails Outlast washing from many showers....

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I took a step My feet got wet Just a drop of spit on my lip I wink my eye As then I’d cried Because I’d slipped and fell on a rusty nail 6/27/21 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2021©...

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When you an important exam fail, It’s like you’ve stepped on a nail, As worrisomely you ail And seem not a little pale. At suspected mockers you rail And at those who would you hail, For as long as they close to you sail With scarcely trusted redeeming tale… You’re a prisoner’s heart beating for a bail But no consoling news from the...

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