Rafts Poems - Poems about Rafts

...The Odd Narrative Steamed up the window, my finger I paint a landscape, Mountain, forest, and lake; the peak cries into the lake becomes a vast ocean, where trees made into wooden rafts floats M......

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...And I remember the rain before it ever started— the smell of asphalt humming like old vinyl static under my ribs. You were talking about birds, maybe, or death, or the last time your mother called......

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...Ity had become odvious that her lack of attention of my concerns might have meant she was losing interest in me She had aligned herself with sevral known cockblockers in my family. That had consider......

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...I go to the fair and I see many crafts My brother didn't really care It started to rain I thought we needed rafts Then came the thunder And the women in dresses started to shudder everyon......

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...Busty shaped and large of hip the busy winds of October buffet my brain within its whistling cave. Around the shoulders of every lumpy molehill taverns and tankards bloom in a russet corner ......

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...In the twilight of thoughts, dice dance on an invisible board, Whispers of hope stumble through the trembling fingers of fate, Echoes of lost victories clash against the walls of an abandoned citad......

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...In the labyrinth of time, we weave webs of hope from threads of light and shadows, Wandering souls in the ocean of existence, clinging to dreams like life rafts, We breathe the illusion of progress......

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...How to mold a villain? They say it takes a village to raise a child, Yet with a whisper, a villain can be styled. the steps are simple, Tell them gravity's grip is no chain, Assure them they c......

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...We dwelt together, one hand on a door handle. Keeping rooms --- a semi-settled living, parents still squatting in our heads, rent due spaces, red buses passing below or above, according to what......

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...Watch out, the corners of our eyes are in danger of being nakedly exposed. Evening dropped out of the sky a lot quicker today. A slap-dashing gush of last minutes, as shoppers charged around ......

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...SONG TO MOON Moon ! Light of Shadows Luminosity of strengthening black bows tears of trite nights and blundering blights tears of a trillion thorny fli......

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...During Hurricane Harvey resourceful fire ants stayed alive clumping together on waterways, forming a raft, not one dive I saw them and my hair stood up and I let out a scream Knowing how dangerous......

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...riding on superluminal rafts the supernatural rapscallions descend with delirious determination into deceptive diversion observing too many indeterminists doing nothing with t......

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...I draw a waking breath, draw back sleeps curtains. I'm drawing an image of myself as a gray decay of distance, a long swim away from a day of youth, where a boy once drew his name into golde......

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...Winds bell-ring the tulips. Racoons hang lazily from eaves watching the watched. Barns are bent into rafts of moss, an age shedding green gathered by crow-footed wanderers. All is a montage of ......

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