Oozed Poems - Poems about Oozed

...A blank stare into nothingness Suddenly I looked up as something caught my eye A very pretty girl saunters in and buys herself a coffee And perches herself cross-legged upon a cleared table in fro......Read the rest...

...You are an open wound In the depths of my memory. Years down the line, Your actions still haunt me. Never have I healed From the wound that you left. It’s oozed and infected But I cover it u......Read the rest...

... Next door was a paddock of long grass and a graveyard for dumped machinery. Rusted out boilers, cogs, wheels and huge presses were piled high and begged for the sure foot of a boy to climb ......Read the rest...

...As I cooled from primordial cosmic mass as earth, you oozed out of petrified rocks I am made of, to be my singular fluid possession, water, valued asset, unique in the solar system. You've fill......Read the rest...

...frisky foamy frothy wonderful white waves prancing in rhythm on top of the sea lulling me into a gentle hypnotic trance my guides are delighted as my body lets out an enormous sigh i do not real......Read the rest...

...She knitted her happiness into a long yellow brick road The rest of the knitters clicked along beside her Trying to catch up But her enthusiasm had overtaken the garden It oozed down the block an......Read the rest...

...The bark was almost the color of charcoal and too rough for a boy to grip and hold on to climb without bare skin being grazed and scraped back to bloodied welts. The trunk was scabbed in gum ......Read the rest...

...self confidence oozed out of her she married and divorced two men before she was twenty-one few women had that kind of confidence in the twenties Marguerite is my grandmother......Read the rest...

...One afternoon at three I walk down to a garden. A cactus fell my feet. It's torn hurt me It oozed a blood. I'm angry. I smash it with a stick. The cactus hurt too. Milk flows at its body ......Read the rest...

...over occupied world bewildering hodge-podge of people pushing stress where it ought not to be in the slim rays of late day in the splattered mess of guttered streets a homeless man asks for a ......Read the rest...

...Well hi there this soft voice said As i walked in through my door. It only took me seconds to see It came from a puddle on the floor. It rippled and it writhed Seemed to sort of expand And ......Read the rest...

...Weak and tired I fall on rough cobbled stones. Blood oozed down my face across my cheekbones. My knees are bruised and pain spreads from my brain, The wooden bar hurt my back again. Man must l......Read the rest...

...I remember the days before spring break being pregnant with buzzes Of stirring summer drafts that rubbed elbows with me in the museum, in that hotel in St. Louis Where his visage turned a new leaf ......Read the rest...

...She came from heaven, I tainted a desert She knew how to smile, I washed in dirt She looked content, I understood hurt She oozed with value, I had no worth She mov......Read the rest...

...POETS Desert dust before the rain hampered our walk on the Oregon floor boards creaked with late afternoon lore Dry gin in a glass wait......Read the rest...