Recounted Poems - Poems about Recounted

...Feet on land Heart in clouds Head lost in memories I play tunes of regrets on my saxophone And the nectar of love remains a craving Pleas sent to the skies for an immortal existence Laden w......

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...crystal she held me captive with her fingers nails rhythmically tapping on sand-colored stone like a general marching to war ready to go but wanting to stay with my eyes i could tas......

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...I have condoned myself to suicide To death To feel acceptance, the burge of pain, enlightenment All with immediacy As if i was but a figment of a whorish imagination I often find myself the st......

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...Sunday February 2nd, 2025 Groundhog Day Location: Gobbler's Knob in Punxsutawney, Pennsylvania. First held on February 2, 1887 prognosticating how many more weeks of winter weather without a shado......

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... Frice the week along with night had fallen to sleepless slumber, Trapped again 'tween times when thirds are three in number. I sense a grimace gurgle in these halls of boned wall, The aching w......

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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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...I aim to live in the here (ahem hair) and now... despite entrenched familiar obsessive compulsive disorder behavior distracting me courtesy countless what if scenarios, particularly before und......

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...I prayed for you, A thousand times, in a thousand ways. But every single moment, I recounted the days. Never have I ever forgot to pray. For which I tried so hard. If only my eyes could say. ......

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...A high feVER that ocCUR when one NERves high too AlcohoLICS like their MIXed drinks by KISSing floors Three keep seCRET Two is DEAD but one SAID--not dead On your ma......

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... "But when you showed me what happiness looked like, I shook harder, sobbed, wailed and bawled; tore at your clothes, your perfect, perfect face, and said, "This could never be mine."" - the poet. ......

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...This is not for any contest especially since I like better versions than the one sung by Glenn Hughes which is not much to my liking. Furthermore, this is more in the region of commenting on the son......

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...From the valley of a lone Victor, Hope bloomed on mornings dew, Carrying promises of a brighter sun, In echoes of joy and persistent smile. Here he comes, draped In night’s shroud , Messenger ......

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...Groundhog day 2024 or Forty one days since 2023 Winter Solstice Rather than be a day late and dollar short, I opted to post poem acknowledging the second of February, where eponymous ground......

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...Tick... Time has moved on but I’m standing still... No matter where I go, I can never run away. Gray, gray, gray, it’s all gray, everything, gray. Tock... They say you're at peace now, so, I'm......

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...October's tender embrace was so real, Autumnal colors create a striking scene. Every leaf is a work of art with a vivid color, Nature's glorious cue makes my heart sing. Pumpkins exude a lovely......

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