Pinch Poems - Poems about Pinch

Irish tales of what a leprechaun gives away If you don’t wear green on St Paddy’s Day a painful pinch Like Suisse’s Grinch, a green tie or vest so invisible you’ll stay ...

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The six o’clock news is on automatic spouting static while democracy collides with aristocratic Gutter meets white house, smells like an outhouses, behind the Kremlin on the Fourth of July brings tears to my eyes I want to scream but can’t wake up from this dream keep asking myself why why’d we do it we had the chance to change it but then said screw it and blew it now were flying headlong head strong into the...

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Pretty Bluebird, where you are Is where I want to be Content just being in your midst My heart and mind agree In quiet contemplation My thoughts kept to myself As well as all the different dreams In books up on the shelf A constant waltzing heart beat For you it doesn't rest You'd recognize the rhythm If you microphoned my chest Yet while this...

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The Trolls of NeighCassier smiled as they undermined. They acted sweet and welcoming :but they were mean and rude and unkind. The evaluated situations with prowess and assortment and hust they made enemies of the dwarfingdores and smuggled there squashes and stuff. There women acted like witches there men were shy and mean they raided fields in the evening and at night they'd wear twigs to be unseen. Potatoes...

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Pinch me, poke me I still dream Poets rattle Every ream Words don't fail me As I fall I want to capture Love, is all Blank page Staring At the start Composition of the heart Blues and blacks They flutter by Angel's wings Ooh.. butterfly Nighttime thoughts Longing morns Aching words Birdsong dawns They all inspire A bit, it's true But in my dreams My dear, it's you ...

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Exploring your soul is beautiful But to do so is frightening Relinquishing of rules Rejecting labels Soul searching can look and feel like you are broken The cracks form, but light floods in The reality of self imposed constraints suddenly feels like your arms are bound to your sides There's a terror that runs through your brain "what if my sanity...

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I The spice of life Lasr twenty years and there’s no halt, In all my matters you find fault… One more dear, be quite clear, Twenty and one more year, And we are counting still, You take it when I deal, Tell me if you have any alt. II Rebirth Where in the hell, have you gone dead? Here, dear, the husband showed his head. If...

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A Pinch of Pride A pinch of pride in the journey of life, ...

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Dark, it stays, Dark , it grows, Darkness, only I say Coz, only darkness it shows. My thoughts though deep But, I do think dark, My life had a grip But, no bright sparks. The rainbow of joy, Nevertheless, I saw But what I enjoy, No one seems to know. Those colourful flowers, Is the only I could smell, Those unleashed powers , Are mine, I could never tell. Braille for...

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Pinch Rarity often governs price, and availability more so, than the need, and acceptance of what is on hand. Pinch...

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Some say that stars are made for wishing...myself~open to all light; Some say that stars are made for reaching...such stretch good for every man; Often finding myself gazing up~a hopeless dreamer, imagining distant worlds of love and peace – please don't pinch me.......

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A splendid job you did clinch: One helping you to others pinch; And warn them to not move an inch, Freely going mad when they flinch, Half hoping to a life lynch. It has been your dreamt role: To strokes of the cane increase; And where there’s none try a pole, Causes giving faces to crease; The inhuman you unleash with ease Of mounting pressures...

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nice church is a cinch or we will go in a pinch love it inch by inch...

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nice church is a cinch or we will go in a pinch love it inch by inch...

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A pinch of salt or even two never enough, just will not do But let it rain down, pour it on in you'll get ulcers faster than with Mr. Clean The sweet spot's somewhere in between ~ sodium bicarbonate and 'buttered pretzelines'...

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