Needling Poems - Poems about Needling

...She was weaving a silken tapestry with long silver threads and golden memories from her life that hadn't yet faded Drizzles of sorrow fell with every loving stitch taken until the sto......

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...Galore of buzzfeeding, needling and scamming female hustlers... with a scheming, loving, and enticing guise alive and well seeking gullible guys (once upon a time just like me), who experiences......

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...Every doorway is well lit yet barred and locked. This is my dream body, it is chasing its twilit shadow down blind alleyways pausing only to heave breathlessly as it comes to a stop in yet anoth......

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... dear … moonlight keeper of the wan, wondrous, midnight mists might I beg of you a kindness? I know you hide there, safe from the needling stars in a shroud of black brume but could you wi......

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... Nothing refreshes me more than standing beneath the misty veil of a waterfall. Like avatar of baby's breath and droplet of anti-death. Phoenix burst of peppermint- spurt, soft chew s......

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...Happy pumpkins Apple dumplings Licorice sticks Lollipops to lick Owls hooting Witches looting Emerald city dreams Every Halloween Needling together fun things......

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...Needling thoughts being bewitched Heart of art revealed in telestich Ending letters of a poem Stringing me along Despite my rights my wrongs Singing me like a song Dreaming me into the unknown......

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...By George (burn hing* hard), I Shaw tried to be a stinking playwright offers his unsolicited tidbits as scene courtesy the following virtually staged philosophical insight. Arch back like......

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...Gifted golden pen drenched in Emerald emancipating elegance Regal red reverie so daring Sending me singing thinking or dreaming Humble humorous and socially conscious Onyx thoughts that hold on......

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...Sun rays slide across your face Inviting silhouette artistic shades of love Needling fingers plats a braid Girl dad doing her hair not a fad Little rituals she enjoys Emerald ribbons matching j......

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... (Title taken from Sara Etgen-Baker) In this little island before my house I hear not a sound not even a mouse muted trees of valor stand still in grace I think I almost won the rac......

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...You capture me with your radiant smile Hearty bold laugh impassive and vexing Little grey hairs in your barely there beard Needling your chocolate chin for years Your artistic style and fashion ......

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...The bane of a cold sore inside my mouth Sent my smooching life south, whereby I felt like poor Georgie Porgie, pudding and pie, who kissed the girls and made them cry. The medical term for c......

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...Adrift in rite, Forethrift of every wind-sworn thing. By Night and Gale Banshee wale, styled in Sylphstream. A symbol vibrates the sound of the w......

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...Excerpt from “fake” encomium given years ago... at Lake Wobegone High School (my alma mater), and recently discovered ridiculous rough draft amidst plethora of junk emails while practice read......

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