Pickaxes Poems - Poems about Pickaxes

...Thorns and prickles dangle at the root of the tree and the temperature is shouting at a hundred and seventy degree; destiny is baking a global cake and you have to get your slice before they close th......

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...Time surfs over one page after another. I wonder about the interludes, the growth or decline of lesser or greater. A few pages stand out, creating pinnacles of inspiration, that rise far beyon......

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...The dignitaries are passing through the town in big Limonene and long gowns. They are throwing five hundred dollars bills on the ground and the people are running all around. Children are running ......

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...Taken inside the bowels of bassoons, tropical heat from swelling bows. Sweat labors the brow, full with carnal dissonance. The throat is lunged by a beast veiled in foliage. Spewed in......

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...They’re trying to tell you That your superstitions and machinations Are an exhausting game of whack-a-mole They’re trying to tell you You’ve assumed a version of them That society told you exi......

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...UNCLE ELDON Now that I am old, I see more clearly through my mind's eye, than I did in my youth, all those special people who played such a wonderful part in my life. Among these people, ther......

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...A goose in a noose got loose today. At last. At times he had watched as bodies of his fellow feathers had been brought out of the shed having walked in just fine. On the promise of a treat. And then ......

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...Well, what can I tell you about both my names? I'm not quite sure where I should start, 'Vivian' means 'lively' which raises a smile to friends of this tired old fart. It's not very common as nam......

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