Overstuffed Poems - Poems about Overstuffed

...at the burnt-out end of night under a naked flickering electric light i worked upon leaving all the junk in my overstuffed mind behind i guess i must have been spaced-out that overhead ......

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... In streets of solitude... A societal ghost ambles through A bustling concrete jungle unnoticed. A lost soul with sartorial handicap, Carrying life inside his overstuffed backpack. His......

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...A living hellish nightmare... only just began early today November 6th, 2024, when my eyes frightfully espied glaring headlines bespoke horror conjured, portended and yielded worse fate than......

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...Does this mean much to you, Force fed at Yuletide too? Unsure if Jesus meant all this, Tinsel town of retail bliss, Beginning to feel like Yuletide, Snow in Aussie ocean tide, Swimming and dri......

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...For some enchanted evenings... The following scenario imagined after the hoopla of Democratic National Convention miracle workers Kamala Harris and Tim Walz trumpeted politically wholesome zea......

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...Madame Dollene was Rubenesque wearing too much rouge her hat was oversized, overstuffed, over plumed on anyone else, it would have looked outrageous. The orange red feather perfectly matched he......

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...Collaboration between: Jack Horne and Sara Kendrick The elevator's getting full, but more are stepping in; I'm in between two gentlemen and wishing they were thin. The lift op......

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...Stuffed heads on imposing walls beady glass eyes, glare. The house is stuffed with horns, tusks, fangs, and jowls. Many a taxidermic glower, gazes down, with a moth-farmed visage. Slaughtere......

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...Stirring My Tea 12-22-23 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Amber Balm Evening settles into an overstuffed ebony chair, No longer pacing in little anxious......

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... Thanks be given to many things, To celebrate the cooked bird within. Humbly beseeching the deserts that be, Too much for my overstuffed tummy, Oh, jess! Leftovers for a week! Wh......

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...I wait with bated breath for... C. Cure T. Clarence The following crafted approximately midway into the administration of forty fifth president, whose crass, gutsy, lewd, repulsive yawping......

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...after the rain, wildflowers bend like wilted men wrapped in age and bliss fragments of longing and belonging in wet that sustains a warming world ......

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...She had a bit of a problem Of which she was reluctant to disclose Her wardrobe was full to overflowing With a wild array of clothes She justified this behaviour By insisting it was cheap stuff......

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...Where is Selma? I asked her mother. You won’t believe me. I might. Reading in her nest. I thought her mom meant her bed. But her bed was empty. Her mom led me to the den. Selma was sprawle......

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...Sloth Languid apathy - idle gifts Hollow perfume of impotence Hoards overstuffed bags of blessings Walks by fallen stars - indolence 7-7-22 Contest: The Sin of Sloth Sponsor; Margaret Lil......

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