Off Key Poems - Poems about Off Key

... Today I’m grateful that no matter how much I age as I continue to sing…even if a little off-key… a little bit of my childhood innocence sings along with me. ......

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...By noon, the halls throb with static, a low thrum like teeth grinding in sleep. The school, half-submerged in memory, holds its breath. Beneath a cracked skylight, a locker peels open by itself, slow......

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...I want to write tonight But my muse has taken flight Can’t blame her you see My life is quite boring The highlight of my day Happens after I pray Go to the YMCA exercise Then watch the......

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...Paddling on a swirling river. Her husband takes the right. His wife uses her powerful left hand. Oh, what a truly serene feeling. Gently gliding over the rippling water, As the moon mesmerises t......

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...Alas, old blog, thou dost baffle me Art thou a banjo short a cord An off-key piano, tortured A homeless cat meowing in the dark A shaken not stirred literary libation Advertising the talents of ......

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...A city block vendor chimes pleasantries prouder than Muzak or an unseen crow in the background elevating alarm clock music in the caws uncredited and angrily growing louder. A walkway narrows ......

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...People seem to forget what love really is. It goes past flowers,small gifts. It’s much more than that. Love showed up when you aren’t longing for it.Love is the reason you get though a long day. Love......

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...green snake poked his head out of the bathtub drain singing Christmas carols off key, singing a loud refrain i saw a turtle when Cobra slithered down and away bear stuck his paw through at the end......

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...What about what you want from love - a morning brew, the steam that curls, on Sunday cold, in blankets deep, while outside, the quiet world swirls. What about the flowers you choose - soft pet......

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...Ask me not to sing of happiness, love, and pretty things of freedom, justice, equality, of wealth, even of friends’ loyalty. Doubt me not. Like you I have desired these, too, but their......

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...Droplets fall at the existence of my anxiety Around every corner I’m drowning A new wave crashing over me I feel the warmth of a gentle hand “Its ok my little songbird” I feel the anger taki......

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...What a world would that be If I were not to exist— A world bereft of colors A world where the monsoon clouds no longer thunder across the sky bringing refreshing rains A world devo......

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...In a world where I do not exist, stars will still glow like sequins of lilac. Nightingales would serenade hope, fields of fickleness would fade, unfolding grains of gold in bloom, cu......

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...Think less. Do more. Simple, right? Just breathe, just be, stop the endless loop, the ifs and maybes, the what-ifs, the could-bes. Jump. ......

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...Urban jungle roosters, born-again scarecrow, to untutored city eyes, tawny pipit stonewall nester, jet black Inca dove bereft, of dovetail on a croque monsieur, idle bone grub crawl, mother h......

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