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Nightclothes Poems - Poems about Nightclothes


Premium Member Dawn Awakened
...Dawn awakened and replaced the moon Empty, the sky where once stars were strewn In repose, Luna slept after wandering night skies and spider webs shimmered in the light of sunrise Dew......

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Categories: nightclothes, beauty, nature,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Along Dawn's Amber Shores
...Dawn slowly awakened to supplant the moon Empty, the canopy where stars had been strewn In repose, Luna slept after wandering velvet skies and spider webs shimmered in the flight of sunr......

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Categories: nightclothes, poetry, sea,
Form: Rhyme



Settling Old Grudges, Part Iii
......They sent a copy of an old tin-type, a picture of Milton and his bride, one look at it and I knew the whole truth, Small Doe in the fighting had not died. A DNA test confirmed what I thought......

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Categories: nightclothes, community, conflict, family, father
Form: Narrative
Premium Member Beary Tales Episodes 15-24, More Poet's Notes
...Note to Readers of Previous Versions: There are so many new vignettes scattered throughout the poem that I hope you will reread the whole thing! There are many new GEMS, improvements to previ......

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Categories: nightclothes, adventure, beauty, friendship, innocence,
Form: Quatrain
Whale of a Time - Dream Contest
...I was there There .... floating on a small fluffy cloud Hovering over the sea Watching the seals at play. I could see on the horizon The sighting of a whale I knew the seals would be vulnerabl......

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Categories: nightclothes, dream,
Form: Verse



Premium Member Dark Angels of Highgate
...Enough Angelina, drop the bouquet of harebells. The flowers wilt as your graying hands stiffen. See, how grave is our newborn son. We gift him a black crêpe layette. Say Darling Edward,......

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Categories: nightclothes, death,
Form: Sestina
Soft As Scissorcuts
...Year after year, same old same old, Shaking with lust to self-destruct, Some days I think it's the last of me, What do I have to do to convince you I'm not all right? So empty yesterday, tummy ......

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Categories: nightclothes, angst, depression, sad, teenme,
Form: Free verse

Book: Reflection on the Important Things