Prettied Poems - Poems about Prettied

...Well, darn--I wish bushes grew faster. That might help me avoid a disaster. What is a buzz-maestro supposed to do when a Hummer takes nectar from you? I've buzzed by all my usual haunts. They'......

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...Virtual peace is a tempest Filter flipped image betrays Surreal people can tempt us Validity is a mirrored maze Fake befriends us flimsily Roller coaster emotion cued Midday in minutes celebr......

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... Depression is my only friend But don't hold your breath My writing is paper thin Like the skin on my body A paper cut could end it all But I don't fear the fall I fear the after......

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...With a resourceful and older brother, My early childhood was so much fun, Such as being drawn in his red wagon, And sledding in the late winter sun! When I was just learning how to read, I had......

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...Ode to Heathens For Bob Atkinson Tree bark never minds that it is not smooth, or is peeling, or bears the scars of two stranger’s names; It stands against the wind and lifts its leaves to th......

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...Well, if for nothing else, I'm good for a chuckle You can count on me before you remove your stubble Okay, ladies, this doesn't mean you Means before getting prettied up, woo hoo But take......

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...Many years ago, I was in a down-heartened funk, after deciding to get a little bit drunk. Beer guzzling queens won’t tell you, but liquor tastes bad going down and coming back up is truly no joy.......

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... A memory is like a rock in the river The longer it drifts the smaller it gets Possibly distorted by the waves Like a memory over the course of time It gets whittled down and fades And even......

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...An opinion falling like rain Cascading over everything A center point of chaotic felony Delete your voice They're coming for you again Pound the pavement Pound on the walls There's nowhere to ......

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...Well, if for nothing else, I'm good for a chuckle Each day you can count on me, before you remove your stubble Okay ladies, this doesn't mean you Means before you get all prettied up, woo ......

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...Once was a folk singer back in the sixties It was surely my time to shine Along with the great Peter Paul and Mary They seemed like good friends of mine A group of six, The Canadiana Fo......

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...And, he loves me, with no make-up on. Locs a mess, jeans & sneakers, my shirt.....is anyone's guess. And, even though I can't see it, he tells me that I'm beautiful. And, even when I get "pre......

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...The Noose is tightening. The 5’s and 10’s yanked from our hands and aching backs Are spent on band-aids: A last stand effort to plug the holes in our hearts When the price of drowning is only ge......

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...A busted boys heart Beaten black and blue His bloody hands pray for help A cowering child Shaking by the door Lowers his head and wonders if anyone can help A woman in fear She knows her husba......

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...Blonde hair, blue eyes is all you see, all they ever do see. But I could be your heroine, there's more to me, so much more to me. I...want to save you I...can't wait around forever for you. ......

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