Prosthesis Poems - Poems about Prosthesis

...In the labyrinth of bone-like thoughts, where the echo of pain ricochets madly, I desperately seek a prosthesis for my soul, maimed by life and disappointments. Where is the cosmic workshop that fo......

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...My term as a head student will come to an end. But my three-month term I intend to extend. I have friends here you know and acquaintances are many I hope that votes will come, each will contribu......

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...Ahab needed shore leave, And obsessed so on his dream, Harpooning some sweet harlot Had become his major theme. He was just a novice mariner, His first time far from home. He’d made his maid......

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...There’s a man lives in my house He’s as quiet as a mouse I’ve never ever seen him Don’t hear him move about He doesn’t seem to eat And he doesn’t drink my beer But though no floorboard ever cre......

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... Those Night Shoes Behind the pane of storefront glass, upon a pedestal, they stand, ornate, black, sexy- six-inch heels- these special shoes my dreams command. A night out......

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...'m extinct I'm irrelevant Rare off day today Go to to store and see if I can pilfer a couple xmas presents Raise me this way My moms ddnt But my deviation has allowed me Woke up this mornin......

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... The human spirit needs places where nature has not been rearranged by the hand of man Author Unknown A metal rail now mocks the space where a massive trunk once rose two hundred fe......

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...Contrary faces, a ramshackle masquerade. Strengths stance unwavering in face, though weakness taunts, gaining momentum to take its place. "Fear nothing but fear it's self" the age old adage tu......

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...Changing thoughts were creating chaos in frenzy, unabashed, following the stricken prey, to reclaim the violence of a stalker. Was there any law of jungle ? Or rule of law in the midstream o......

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...Loss of a Mate By Leonard Kleeman The loss of a mate is a terrible thing, particularly when wed together for over 50 years. You will miss your mate all the time and for the rest of your life, no ......

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...I cling to the tangibility of paper its connection to earth, the feel of the grain on the skin. Words do not exist thanks to the mashing of keys and buttons, but by providence of the paper. The......

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...A young doctor with no friends asked God to give him patience. The next day the doctor walked into his office and there was five patients waiting for him, more than usual. The first patient was a you......

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...Fears that the escalator to get down to the parking lot stifling you.. The Pile does not end. Cars together as people do not let you go pass between. This madness. Clutch ......

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...The Moby Dick Reunion One hundred fifty nine years have passed Since Melville published his novel. Seven hundred twenty pages in length Some say it was much too nautical. All of the char......

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...Planetary percussion: the sphere reels through black space with cries of, Help! Help! We need Help! "Just go shopping," speaks the Poobah Bush. Just take this pill but look out for the heada......

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