Nextdoor Poems - Poems about Nextdoor

...The swoosh-swoosh dress, hips dalliance, smooth hardwood. He’d like to take her out for a spin, but she’s not letting anyone in. She can nearly feel the polish under cosseted soles; an angel. His ......

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... I am weary of all of the nonsense that surrounds me day by day, hour by hour, minute by minute. I am not going to identify myself as belonging to one group or another, or all of them altogether.......

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...I was sleeping, probably snoring. around three one morning, Awakened by knock at my door. Well I sleep in the floor. I wasn't sure it worthwhile, So I laid there awhile Slowly rolled out......

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...A birthday gift to me courtesy thee youngest sister of mine The special parcel courtesy Amazon courier hurriedly delivered softbound book before yours truly could thank him/her cuz he/she dr......

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...So house proud Yet nowt inside This Terrace house But family Mum outside Dressed up in her pinny Gabby Anny Gossiping over washing line With nosy nextdoor neighbor Proudly polishing The......

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...Night breathes with sound almost unheard: dog echoing distant dog; the wisp of wind through nextdoor chimes; the steady beating of your heart, like soft rain, water to my dreams.......

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...Standing by the window as it rains Drenching the ground and filling the drains Croacking frogs in adjacent plains Scuttling pupils in muddy grey pants My widow neighbour with her little kid W......

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...The Carnivores Next Door rate the worth and pleasure of their morning by the number of shattered lives they return home dragging at times there’s broad smiles and load boasting gathere......

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...Once i was a prince in your eyes my every wish granted even before I could wish it eevaa peerankal muuvaa maruntu the hot kuul boiling complaining in the chessman e......

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...Christmas day... scents from your chimney waft my way curtains aside, a dozen cars are dusted by snow boys in your yard cry out while pitching snowballs sensing both comfort and sadness ......

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...Feel my bare toes weave in and out Moist mossy green grass To warm golden-yellow sand Feel the breeze rush around My smooth summer-tan skin Feel stonger winds take control Over my chin-leng......

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