Raspy Poems - Poems about Raspy

...Sisters of the grey night, Assemble on the chest of the hill. The heavens enjoy seeing your wild gowns billow along When the winds hiss with humble pride, And when your restless lips murmur prais......

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...Most everyone falls in love with raw and beautiful whether it be a raspy woman or haunted forest. We free fall because they're untamed and indifferent. Bathed in shades of Vincent Green or Pablo b......

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...Fireflies at night. Are busy. They light up with attitude. And land on my shoulder unexpectedly. In the summer. Cars going by sound crisp as they sweep through town. My head is unmuffle......

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... Is it rude to tell a bald man a hair-raising story - "Your speaking ability and his hearing are not related to his lack of hair growth" ......

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...All is burning, cinders and ash flakes float in black rain, falling on a ground of clinkers and flinders. The hand of ruin traces sigils of chaos and strife on broken city walls, ......

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...THE STORY OF BOXCAR JACK NOT MANY KNOW OF BOXCAR JACK WHO LIVES ON A TRAIN GOING WAY BACK HEARING THE SOUND OF THE CLITITY CLACK THAT COMES FROM BEAT OF A NORTHBOUND TRACK WELL BOXCAR WAS A......

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...daddy died alone in his home ashtrays with cigarette butts completely hoarded his deathbed the smell of smoke almost immediately made my eyes turn red i regret the 15 years since i last saw him h......

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...The stars dance across the sky A nightly recital of spinning and whirling They’re in the spotlight here But I know they’re invisible to him Playing hide-and-go-seek offstage I scream his name to......

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...Two decades of music were known as the golden age. It was all the rage, the era from the 50s through the 70s Motown, Rock and Roll, and Blues that touched my heart. Listening to them always start ......

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...You sockdologizing old man-trap long decayed where claws curl tight in dust and brittle bone your lies are hyenas dancing in the flame their jaws a rattle tearing flesh to stone their laughter cr......

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...Janis I can still hear that raspy, smoky voice that could belt out a bluesy rock song. Every time I see a Mercedes I can’t help thinking of you imploring the Lord for o......

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...Edna Morris lived in the town of Shadow Fells, in rich green, hilly country, With doting parents and sister Violet, plucking fruit from their plum tree. Pretty Edna was twelve years old, ......

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......after Gwendolyn Brooks & Terrance Hayes In this dim-lit hall, gathered close, we Chalk our cues, faces worn but real. Eight-ball in the corner, staying cool, Brothers ......

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...Where the cold nights, the shadows blend, Glenn Hughes rises, a voice that transcends. With a soul forged in fire, he sings of the pain, Each lyric a journey, each note a refrain. From ......

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...Harriet Harris née Kuritsky... Despite being a nineteen year old bride she wed Boyce Brandon Harris half a decade her senior, (where I ranked less than a twinkle in their eyes) during the mont......

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