Neck Poems - Poems about Neck

Putting my best foot forward shoulder to the wheel nose to the grindstone my Achilles heel while sticking my neck out I soon found as with my eye on the ball ear to the ground when I put my back into it not with tongue in cheek but to keep my chin up heard joints creak the onset of old age memory loss an early taste for in the end...

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The  Necktie He woke up fully dressed, minus his tie, in the lumpy bed of a third-rate hotel, which had a fridge beside the TV The last semi-civilized place, one up from sleeping rough  The room reeked of depravity, and a dusty curtain  protecting the inhabitants from the cruel world outside The news was about a woman who strngled with a...

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I rub my neck My fingers find something hard I press hard again ...

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Serious Neck Camelopard Tongue Exploring Tender Newborn Shoots Bore Prone Cantilevered From A Rival Pond-Mate Reproaching. -Gray Squirrel 06-21-2025 ...

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Art & music therapy provides a creative outlet for expressing feelings of anxiety, helping us visualize process our worries I also find poetry therapy as well I write and then recite it back to myself…. shall there be fingers snapping at the end of this recital? I just must wait and see There is this, ...

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. 'tiz true she ask'd for ...

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icky hickey...

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fallen so fast in love in spite of my or your own good, helpless in your arms, irresponsible as you are in mine held in your gaze I embraced all the little dangers within you, what tempest would befall when all of us was laid bare, done and lovely. In the cold of November, we lay like angels sharing...

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Mr Narrow Neck Mr Narrow Neck inherited from his ancestors a bleeding anus. ...

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I’m planning to run my Ford into the ground And there I’ll be buried in it safe and sound Slowly the bed will rust off the frame And in that hole, we will remain Buried in an F150 Will not only be quite nifty I’ll need no wooden basket In my broke-down Ford casket! ...

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She took her own neck into her own hands and tugged and howled silently. Have I seen this before? Am I watching a film or hearing a dream? No scream, or invisible, inaudible scheme performed by my head? Can they see my movements as I copy; hear, with their eyes, my screech? Will that silent whinge or yammer teach them to know me? Or am I,...

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Looking right to the side, what will it do than leave my mind? I have guessed enough, measured rough, estimated tough, loved through, got through hearts and Stabbed them One, Twice Times Why I am wondering?! That it will coming to haunt me?! That it is following, I feel it in my spine, It's not a feeling, it is a...

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He was 6 foot 3. I was 5 foot 5. My only thoughts at that moment were staying alive.. Caught in the tenacles of his grip, helpless as I witnessed my top rip.. My bra lifted up as mammoth paws perspired, my round breasts exposed, he paused and admired.. "You are beautiful" he said and then forcibly he pushed down my head.. My...

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There is nothing like falling for a wolf. To which you would do anything for. After once wounding the wolf, there is not a length you will go to repay the wolf. For allowing his fangs in your neck means his bite may redeem your sins. So you let him bite and hope it is hard enough to leave you unconscious of...

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SOME NECK There was a big and small giraffe They were always up for a laugh Following spurious dietary wishes Ate up all the zookeeper’s dishes So much food, it made them barf ...

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