Pocketed Poems - Poems about Pocketed

...In times of impending demise, you might see your life being replayed across your mind. Sometimes it’s in fast forward, sometimes in slow motion, sometimes both at once. Life flashes in random order, ......

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...Where the tide licks a sandy beach a running ripple thins to wash a ring of rounded pebbles - there, a muddy ribbon trickles through brine rinsed trinkets surged up as a slosh of time f......

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... Sand only looked to alight, find some alone-time in the muck no fuss was meant, it is only a space as big as a grain taken, escaping its identical brethren of billions on the sea floor. Oyst......

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...The sandy beach thins into a wash of rounded pebbles where the tide licks, before that a muddy ribbon trickles briny trinkets surged up from the oceans bottom. Here be the bones of tiny seaho......

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...In the supine chambers of my mind: Thoughts of different hues spring up unsought They crisscross like fireflies in the dark Dancing virtually 3D all night Love isn’t always reciprocal In se......

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...The sheriff saved the puppy and pocketed him. His deputy laughed; was this a trick or a whim? I think he’s going to be a buddy; let’s call him Jim. I am actually taking this puppy to my friend, Ti......

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...I have come to find my haven in the thicket of night after I've pocketed the sun and shared with it its light The intricate pattern of a flower reminds me of God's lace and here in this......

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...I crowned the write full missus "champ paean practical joker" The following moniker “innocent prankster” awarded, hashtagged, and qualified wife as trickster de jure appended to alluded spous......

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...I curled up in your arms and fitted in each crevice, Turning gently to warm my bottom you slid around my thighs, Pocketed in your arms we breathed the same air, ......

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...say this for Justine though sweet she often turns mean Justine wasn't keen on men who might misuse her she kept track of where they were worked the bar and grill at the bottom of West Hill b......

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...January has pocketed frosted dreams Firmly tucked away, hidden under her black ice Her treacherous blizzards torment the foolhardy Many driving too fast on her hills should know better In a hea......

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...Mind if I tell you, honestly, I’m not Proud of obstructionists who forget peoples’ needs Who speak derisively of folks like me … Call us liberals because we see vast acres of land Lyi......

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...Still reeling (albeit figuratively) after amidst realization... keys to apartment and 2009 Hyundai Sonata went missing Yesterday August tenth year two thousand and twenty one, I experienced bli......

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...Squeezing out a saturated rag. Torn asunder, pieces of a heart. Head, eyes, lips, arms — sore-sag. I’d thought I’d known weeping. I was only dreaming; nightmares hidden in caves, silen......

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...The most awaited result got announced, but Internet hadn't landed the soil of my country then. Televisions were tabled in few pocketed places, Still they worked, minute and achromatic. With hu......

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