Piece Of Furniture Poems - Poems about Piece Of Furniture

...I am a shadow on the branch of the family tree, A lost echo in the memory of a mother who would shudder with shame, A shapeless form trying to survive, to breathe, Yet failing like a withered leaf......

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...Too skinny, too fat that's all i keep hearing Those insults are like a thrifted piece of furniture As much as you want to cover them with paint The original painting keeps appearing Maybe word......

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... I sought you out almost thirty years ago, not because I wanted a pretty piece of furniture~~ Oh, you were and still are quite attractive~~ but because I needed you. After I had back surge......

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...“Persistence In Memory” - Salvador Dali “There is a time for everything” – Ecclesiastes Dreamscapes. Dali, are you attacking reality? You invoke curiosity. The natural form of a tree, Growin......

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...So This is How It Ends: I stare at you You stare back coldly at me I study the lines on your face And I watch this house slowly empty out One piece of furniture at a time Fifteen years wiped ......

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...Joy dances in even to the bereft She cracks my frown with a tango Then she leaves my house swept Joy is a hummingbird trapped indoors Her iridescence lights up all my grime Usher her out befor......

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... "The Odyssey, First Steps" "You’re just like a doll... you're like a doll, in a dream", he said, I nod, up then down, as if my head moves by puppet master I turn wi......

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...If you walk around our house…and I say this candidly…you probably wouldn’t give a second thought to some of the things you see. You’d probably miss that piece of wood in the corner…if you walk by ......

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...The elevator took its time, A long delay on 3 And when it hit the lobby, This is what confronted me: Two men, their arms all wrapped around What I believed to be A covered piece of furniture......

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...no I am not merchandise I'm not a tool a piece of furniture I am awakened I am a thought I am humanities process I am covered in filth and shame I am dirty yet I remain a flickering fla......

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... Early Life Of Miracle man July 18, 2020 Today I’m remembering the old times when phones were party line, (if you had one) and life was simpler. When stores weren’t open on Sunday and......

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...Mother's Day Tribute To Mother Things are complicated, and I’m frustrated And gag to hear you say with parental authority “When you’re older, you’ll understand bett......

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...Every piece of furniture reminds her of him. She picks up the phone. To tell him something funny. To get his reactions. To hear his voice. Every glance out the window is a memory. She picks u......

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...After El Cielo or Bust I know time isn’t on my Mother’s side for much longer Her frail body like a delicate wine glass that has just tipped off the table toward a floor that is sturdi......

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...My heart has accepted every piece of furniture you have brought in and hoarded, polished and stored, for show or hidden in the attic of cerebral storage. Cobwebs draped the entrances I walked ......

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