Patched Poems - Poems about Patched

...Digestion liquesces peppermint. I chew the leaves for both of us, an aftertaste when stillness is an afterthought. Dust gleams like the raised plastic on a debit card. Winds seem to bank and ......

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...The nights get cold on that prairie land, But she don’t break—she takes God’s hand. With a baby girl tucked close at night, She leans on faith when there’s no end in sight. She’s patched old je......

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...She is deliciously unhappy. Listening to heartbreak songs in minor keys, the melodies seem to flick her heart…flick,flick…Like the 4th grade bully who sneaks up behind everyone to flick an ear,......

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...Beneath tin roofs and between rusted walls, their dreams hang like torn cloth patched, and faded , in the wind. A cracked bowl, a child’s laugh hope drawn in a poster on broken walls.......

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..."After the March" Almost eight years, the flags have flown, A soldier's wife, yet so alone. Eight years of heartache, silent cries, Of wiping tears and telling lies Like "I'm okay," when I was......

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...When I take off as a raven, the branch wobbles my dark figure melts into the night. No pack, no company aside from the starlights— they were once alive, but now all there’s left are......

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... I carried the weight of the world in my hands, Three small hearts beating through my own, Raised on weary limbs and sleepless nights, In silence, I labored — always alone. I gave them my bo......

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...THIRD EYE SPEAKING (Poet’s Note : I’ve uploaded first verse of this little poem on YouTube channel as a short, if you’d like to listen to a read, be welcome : @ghairodanielspresence) ......

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...“Where the Suburbs Meet the Sea” I walked again where I began, past fences worn, where gum trees ran— but now the tide had kissed the land, and waves rolled in like time unplanned. T......

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... Evening Alone I sit here alone this evening And watch as the shadows grow. I look back on days of youth, and forward to growing old I think what I remember best, Is my children as they gr......

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...Midtone grey surrounds what’s left of a man’s soul Scenes of biblical abominations troll Inky are the hellish horizons appalled An okay is needed for anything at all Manipulating truth determin......

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...Washed ashore on the lost island Skin already peeling on the beach Burning from the hot green summer sun Meat melting off to become bone Jumping back into the water Cooling off with th......

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...Hearts are patched up stitched tight yet small perforations may let in that strange light that is not light like God is not God Love is not a Band Aid love doesn’t heal it cocoons self-i......

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...Death constantly begs for a bit of you, for just another small bite. From the crib to the grave death begs for morsels. It is a house dog its purpose is to guard the larder. Patched up lim......

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...All broken and patched but not healed. The past keep itself at my heels. I want to believe I have grown out of this, I have recovered from this, but... why does it keep haunting me......

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