Overcooked Poems - Poems about Overcooked

...I notice the single placemat within the circle of noise, Placing my phone on the cluttered side plate, I can feel the Christmas spirit resonating through, The crowd of extended families unwrapping......

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...Failed humans The forest he traveled had many paths  there was always something new to see like a white tree that once wanted to be the tallest one in the forest, but hubris  had made it to lo......

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...It simmers. This constant invisible, hovering like a wasp in the forever periphery threatening lightning strike yellows, sudden and unbidden. It spills and spools, down into black stripes meltin......

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...It's because of the bacon. Yeah, it looks good on the menu, sitting there at the rim of the plate. Glistening. Archetypally ridged and ruffled. Positioned perfectly next to the eggs over easy, the......

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...The blood in my veins, Long past smoldering, begins to scorch--- Beneath the skin Purple agony erupts again, Ignited by the shimmer of your eyes--- My breath is gone, Excluded by my swollen ton......

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...I feel stale Like a cigarette that’s been put out and relit too many times An overcooked flavor of twice smoked dreams, fills every room. When that blue haze of familiarity clouds my mind, Add an......

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... "Monsters in My Head" the small gods inside of us worry too much they speak in tongues that never know the depth of what is real or not for tongues they nev......

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...The girl in the room doesn't crawl backwards on the floor of her room, she doesn't chop her hair off in edgy disfigured shapes to contain all the leftovers of her being. The girl in the room is nor......

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...She struggles to get out words That never say enough Not as clear as she hoped Never conveying What she wanted to say Feelings on paper She stares Disappointed Discouraged Angry at herse......

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...She struggles to get out words That never say enough Not as clear as she hoped Never conveying What she wanted to say Feelings on paper She stares Disappointed Discouraged Angry at herse......

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...Begin with something positive; no need to start out negative. A writer needs encouragement; it feeds their ego nourishment. And what is strong about the piece? Is there a spot that needs some gr......

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...You tell me your leaving Impersonal over the phone Couldn't you at least write me a Poem Spelling out why Or was I just small fry You overcooked Because you weren't paying attenti......

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...Elephants ran from the perilous sounds the bakery overcooked the days bread winter tires installed on the wheelchairs soldiers in a line to eat cakes bread was in short supply monsters on ......

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...“I fight the good battle!” I thought: But a warrior whether Christ’s or the Devil’s, or Self is still “A blade held high” demon of sorts, though the conscious motive May be of highest righteousn......

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...Some people you can read like an open book Pages worn, just a bunch of gobbledegook Sorry for them A lot depends Sometimes brains can get overcooked......

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