Raspy Poems - Poems about Raspy

...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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... The raspy rustling of freeze-dried multicolored leaves Rush past my raised windows and open door as the soft breeze Gathers its strength and sprays them haphazardly along The leaf cluttered si......

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...This is the tale of young Polkahontus. She lives in the forest; her aim is to taunt us. The squeezebox is ancient; it’s lacquered and red; she communes with the spirits and plays for the dead. ......

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...Foundation of the piece. Is life just a purging of the soul and to ascend to a higher plane of existence, do you have to let go of everything and everybody you once loved or knew? To do s......

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...In the shadowed maw of the forest deep, Where whispers of the night do creep, There lies a tale, a chilling draft, That sends shivers down the spine, so deft. A cabin old, with windows like ......

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...The Alabaster Jar Being Manifested by all the universe Accepting the gift of love Tiny steps, holding a blue alabaster jar with promises, love, peace, joy, and togetherness. Spring The cold......

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...Sneezing fit – tests nasal septum The word Gesundheit was first used in English in 1914. It became popular in the United States due to the many German immigrants who moved there. Many Americans ma......

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