Piecing Poems - Poems about Piecing

...I wander through the rust of twilight, carrying your name like a bell melted in a still-throbbing heart I don't know if I love you or if my pupils just shine under your uncertain and fragile spell ......

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...Videos of you replay in my head Especially when I lie in my bed I press rewind and I see your smile And that soothes my mind for a while Videos of you replay in my heart Piecing t......

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...I loved You That was my first mistake, stupid from the start Plummeting statistics show, A fairy tale ending ends unfairly, on my happy ever after chart. Feeling over thinking, and Losing......

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...The songs of the early nineties keeps ringing in my ears, it is the joy and the melody that I continue to feel and hear, I can still feel the chills as the snowflakes drops on my window sill and Sa......

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... History is replete with examples of the incomplete. Which is why we have historians – or should they be called restorians? Theirs is the patient art of piecing history back together, what......

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...[W h a t i s l o v e w i t h o u t h e a r t b r e a k ?] ... I love you. “I love you” is a weird phrase; what perplexes me most about humans is the effect words have on us. Th......

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...It's almost my birthday, and somehow I'm still here, barely, but breathing - after a year of mental carnage. Depression didn't knock, it broke in, set up camp in my chest, while psychosis turned......

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...How many railroad ties will it take to get from here to where I'm going. Aimlessly rolling along the tracks without noticing the boxcars of baggage I'd been stowing. So I slowly started sifting t......

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...If my life was a book It would be the scattered pages Left behind And I've tried picking them up And piecing them together But so much of the narrative Has been lost forever People I've known ......

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...Dust motes dance, and sunlight spills Through dusty windows of my intellectual lair The aged paper scent, comfort and snare Surrounded by knowledge, a thirst I can't share SPARK! A question bur......

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...Why do evil exist why do people expose domestic violence victims to their abusers to cause harm shame to relive terrible pains I will never understand how we seek shelter hide like spies an yet there......

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...("Outside Looking In Merit Badge", 2011, original oil) Building a Dream My whole life I have been observing myself Steadily, obsessively telling a story, Sure, throughout the day, from......

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...Serging through life, I whipstitch, weft, and welt, But always, my thoughts are pick-threading. As stippled patches of emotion rise and fall in me, See me, feel me, touch me, heal me Just too m......

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... Just a small piece of time For a little peace of mind. I’m piecing it all together While I sit comatose Viewing the News in disbelief. Disgusted, I divert my attention To the puzzle of ......

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... My tortured mind. Is stuck in the past. My body feels. Numb in the present. My finger tips. Reach out into the future. Searching for that. Forgotten misplaced love. To fill my hungry void. ......

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