Recycled Poems - Poems about Recycled

crawling words slithering waiting for something questions without answers in the zone of twilight rerror Oh No! erring inhumanly gaslighting becoming gas volcanic eruption savage rays in the breezy trees insanely iconic epic hunt beyond reason a dangerous game a masked requiem for a virulent era a robotic rumination fleeing... raging rubble deliverance...? ...

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Florida recycles Summer heat, a slower version of a hot beat; Fall’s still smoking; Leaves crack and dull to brown skipping the colors of Autumn; Southern sky’s daunting; September’s a soft shadow with hollowed flames to follow; Serotonin’s falling; Freckled skin still a bit warm, season has no time to transform; Sunburn’s resurfacing....

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Later this month I'll be seventy-three. Thus this gift of longevity. I seldom feel old and am told I don't look it but that one-way ticket, I have pre-booked it. The fear of dying doesn't rattle me, only if it comes with suffering and misery. Most people would prefer to just "go" in their sleep, while they peacefully lay there counting...

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. Christmas cheer Presents...

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The grown-ups did not feel, we thought, We, students, never with them fought; We recycled wastes, yet, Out of these got cribs set; We have, truly, a new fact taught...! 01 December 2022...

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Percolating, who we, I’m just relating Relaying the conveying of alarming apex Son’s getting hotter, sending flares, scorching heirs The roof is on fire, but folks serving gas in meme Unleaded or maybe I’m just fed up in ...

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Recycled I have gone through many storms. Some I thought would capsize the boat, and drown both me, and my beloved children. At the first sign of squall, I tried to be ready. As the storm approached I gathered all that I could, to make sure, we would not run short... of necessities. I tried to close...

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TIME issues: 1. Whenever I am short on time, I eat my watch, and always have seconds to spare. 2. Why do I still buy old clocks and collectible watches in a cellphone age? I love keeping time....

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from muck sprung all life. when we fade, we return there. refurbished hogshead Written: March 19, 2022...

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She sent a pair of floral plaques, to me, and pretty though they were, I wasn't thrilled at all because they were the ones I'd sent to her... * a true story...

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She recycled the flowers as they lay in their beds. She recycled the gown in which she once wed. She recycled her food so that others were fed. She recycled her tires once they lost their tread. She recycled those thoughts that were stuck in her head and she wove them in words as they rapidly spread. They tore thru tendons...

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Something tells me I’ve been here before In my past, but not long ago I’ve justified, many weak alibis And repent for this recycled soul I repent for my recycled soul But I still keep the devil in tow I’ve been scraped off the floor Put together once more So won’t you pray for my recycled soul Yesterday found me in Heaven But...

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food, god, and the universe as you You are the universe (I insist and will prove it) So say grace before you eat ... You agree we are stardust, the stuff of the Universe So say grace before you eat, but think productively ... If stars & humans are stardust, why not the food we eat? So say grace before you...

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buried diary ...

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I slept: upon my side, the dreams that came were of you so far away. I wept: two tiny tears rose from my eye, passed warm across my nose and snaked coldly to my other eye, till on the fresh linen they softly lay. I swept: them into an airtight box concealed beneath my pillow - where I...

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