Parenthesis Poems - Poems about Parenthesis

oh, how i wish i could write like the wonderfully weird e.e. cummings but the right words somehow escape me left only with personal shortcomings it’s clear, i’m no Shakespeare, Keats, Poe, or Byron though heed my many utterances as the call of the prating siren so let the verses flow not only with gestured speech but with sentiment shown to all that...

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It is the perfect handedness of endless bliss the cadence, embrace the double-mirroring kiss, silence is the most notorious happiness parenthesis. Even when the dual night vigil blew All the stretched-out empty days reminded you Of promises and tragedy that passion drew. In the perfect kiss, we once knew. But time has rendered a big part of this their brilliance and...

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Echoes of her laughter (they’re sounding in my heart) Thinking she is with me (I wake with a start) Silence and without her (I search inside the room) Within my heart however (just darkness and the gloom) Embracing her was sweetness (loving her was divine) Together we can make it (I am hers and she is mine) I love this beautiful woman (who keeps my soul in tune) She...

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Dresden, it is said, was bombed to an ashen landscape, A giant burned out match head. Explodable no more. Small Dresdens found along our driveway no longer smell of sulphur But remind me of Father lighting cigarettes. My father, nicotine addicted, Member of the greatest generation, That saved the world from Hitler and "El Duche" Who addressed the fascist crowds from...

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Upon (die) re rhea ding previous poem All In The Name Of "Progress" zen a glaring, leering, and twittering left par wren dared to a right (i.e. bribe) corrective punctuation measure slyly slipping Special Ops symbol...

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It's relatively a slow process. A thought builds upon anticipation. Thanks to the nostalgia ingrained by Disney. Musically the songs are different. Granted the press of a thumb. Spotify, Pandora. An assortment of different streams all profoundly deep. Separately, the adaptation is the same. Boy meets girl. Eyes go on vacation. Suddenly we're dressed in leisure. Beautiful sights ingested by the brochures of a hotel...

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I keep your facial poses under lock with myself as the only key so I may live in your parenthesis. You were a multilayered, solid color, wishing to be a pattern of unique luster. If a creek, you would have swollen, if a cloud, you would have burst, yet still, I thirst for you often. You no longer weave me safe blankets or shadow...

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(don't tell anyone)...

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(Do not allow yourself to be parenthesized The print of your baby finger spills over the edges Of those brackets. You should never be an afterthought, A clause he can delete. Your hands fill paragraphs The life lines and love lines Stitch together the pages of the book That is your body. The stu ...

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Repeating doubts Squashed between Brackets in my Head; they clog The free-flow! Freedom to let My mind wander To and fro, Like it does When I'm happy!...

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