On The Nose Poems - Poems about On The Nose

... Cutting onions without tears I need diving goggles Clothespin on the nose ......

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... In a place where the fog pillows a dreamscape of the hidden en trance wallows its hallows. To swallow re view of, the mind and the billows, a wind of a kind. Of surfkis......

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... Snow-white blood runs through the branches to be activated by the Sun's synthesea. White Oaks in burn of bled-wood, to turn to the Parapet blossom of infancy, Peaking ......

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...Too much intervention, by ground shifting machines To devlop some windpower, a results being seen The crayfish are threatened, the flow rate impaired As its ecology is battered, for some millions ......

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...The great bird feathered harpoon Flung from one shore to the other Soaring over the Caribbean green of Torch Lake Flies at the bow of my speeding boat Or should I say more accurately I race o......

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... let the magic live july sunset peach revel - twinkle in your eye ......

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...It's raining from the third heaven does it mean the angels are crying tears falling from there I on the mountain cheek on the nose of the valley peaks oh! but how can that ......

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...Choose unironically ripping off a film to be ironic Choose now because then will never be enough Choose puff puff puff puff puff pass because you’ll never have enough Choose feeling guilty in the ......

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...Jump out of bed for breakfast, the time is 3 am Knock on Uncles window, have a quick cold feed with him Gather up the rods and gear, sinkers floats and line Looking up into the sky, cloudless and ......

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...Hercule Poirot entered Santa Claus’s large factory, shivering with cold. The great detective looked back and saw Frosty the Snowman grinning with delight. Hercule brushed off the snow from his impe......

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...I got mugged in Moenchengladbach Straight up and down I got mugged in Moenchengladbach In a back street of the town. I’d been drinking with this bird, Said she was an exotic dancer\ But the ......

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...I’ve never been to Sicily, and yet it’s always felt a part of me. Who knows? Another life, another alphabet? Alongside Archimedes, jotting prose in Agrigentum I, with each vignette, imbibing ......

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...I was in Trieste It was in 1962, a revolution attempt that failed roads had been churned; the American CIA tried to blend in not successfully wearing Hawaii shirts to hide the guns. I met her a......

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...The T.V. Set is blaring, as usual for it is the law to keep it on. Year 2035, and the gatekeepers need to watch people twenty-five six. Yes, I know it used to be twenty-four, seven, but the ghouls ......

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...The marsh is thick, and my shoes are ripped. Treading through the swamps of my mind. Sluggishly moving onward through the quagmired lands of this perceived world. Constant mental struggles......

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