No Way Poems - Poems about No Way

I spent two hours on the website trying to renew my license new system installed in January Much easier they said My husband spent an hour on it He brought me their phone number Call them, he suggested I could not get a person, only a recorded message If you are in group A, press 1 If you are in group B, press...

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. No Way Out A genie in the bottle to grant my wishes— I’m drifting, looking for the red exit sign. My desire for freedom waning like the moon reflected in hues of blue on the glass ...

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No out A man coming home from work saw a shadow a figure leaning against a dead olive polishing his hoofs and sharpening his scythe. The man said no, you are too young to harvest he then took a plane to Madrid where he got employment at a legal office. the first day, he knocked on the door...

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Crumbled like dust and I began to stumble like ashes with a gust of wind – that’s what I felt before exchanging smiles and goodbyes… Oblivious obviously…removing the plank from my own eyes of deep-inside-prideful lies Memorably, miserably yet magnificently and mesmerizingly myself simultaneously Precious and passionately positive and neutrality in my nostalgias, negotiating muses of confusion...

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There once was a dame in New York Who plugged her hole with a cork Some thought her insane For not wanting a wean But she still got one from a stork...

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“Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness” Was how John Keats extolled the Autumntide. But I’m afraid I like the season less, For next comes winter that I can’t abide It’s not for nothing that they call it ‘Fall’. Those falling leaves are nothing but a pain. You sweep them up then, next day, sweep again. And normally it rains as I recall. But,...

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Seattle Washington of King County is where I was born in early October of 1954. And it already has become another sanctuary city. What is a sanctuary city? In the case of the USA and Washington DC--'it is nothing more than a sanctuary for dangerous criminals and terrorists,' who are illegal aliens flooding our northern boarders'. Washington State...

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Is there no way No path No distant beacon Naught but the roar Of roiling breakers Scattering the stony beach With driftwood scarecrows Is there no truth No quietude of soul No vibratory vindication Save the shrieking tremor Of faltering hearts Weeping For unknown lovers Is there no light Untouched by darkness Un-blinded by the shadows Fearless in its ferocity Gentle in its gaze Unmindful Of its magnificence ...

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If Life is an escape from Death Can Death be an escape from Life...

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Nothing seems real. The cold evening wind stinging the eyes and through a watery squint, a blurred parade of lights bounce and fracture on wet streets sending splinters into glazed eyeballs. The air strops its edges on bare cheeks until the skin is numb. Shadows cower in vacated corners. All sense of self pulls back into the warmth of a padded coat, the head hooded within its...

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No way to return, no ways From eyes, his deep blue eyes. No way to return, no ways From eyes, his deep blue eyes. No simile will be an apt story there How the sky splashed the color within Yet, his eyes and the depth of the blue, unfolding for a numerous times In my wandering thoughts as the twilight is...

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No way No way you are away from me No way there is more sobering nights without you No way the moon is away from me without you No way I am crying for you anymore No way my streets are lone without you No way more I am to wait for you...

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The biggest mistake I ever made… leaving the place I was going to Frozen inside a desperate moment —stolen bartered and gone (Yellowstone: September, 2022)...

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Slogging swampy bogs, suction at the feet Like pushing through molasses with a spoon No evidence of forward progress made Mired in a morass of foul decay Vile filth closing in on what once was Trapped in horrid ever-present now Who can say what tomorrow brings? What does tomorrow even mean? The hands of time are bound up tight Fetid vapors rushing up Senses overwhelmed,...

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There’s no way I’ll ever walk away From those I know. There’s no way I’ll ever let go Of those I shall never forget. There’s no way I’ll ever turn from Those I have chose. There’s no way I’ll ever walk away From those I’ve always known....

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