Panhandles Poems - Poems about Panhandles

...Left with only his cup the monkey now panhandles on the corner of Beacon and Kent.......

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...Love me when you hear the lips parting the silence And the soul of the night is unraveling In the vapor of light I'm just a child who torments the dawn stretching My thoughts on the bleed......

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...You swept in like a French impressionist with the leaves blowing in the air. You snapped a photograph of me swinging and my long blonde hair. We made love all night long, and shared a life that wa......

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...Love without hope, is a rose without fragrance Random musical notes, that have no cadence An extinguished candle, by an unpromising wind Where the heart panhandles, to a disheartening whim ......

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