Rereading Poems - Poems about Rereading

... He loved her like the last day of autumn — knowing she'd leave, but holding on as if his hands could change the season. She wasn’t just a chapter — she was the entire book he never finis......

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...A Poet dies and the world lives to mourn Rereading his words a new spirit is born In paradigms searching for hope and reprieve His memory calls out to those — who believe (Dream......

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...I’m sorry but I must admit That I have read this book There’s no point of rereading it As if I overlooked Unobvious important signs That I did much appreciate I changed my surreptitious mind ......

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...Cracking Glass Your mind fills like a glass Always taking never ask Never asking questions and never drawing lines Never turning forwards, just staring far behind You crack and break and bend ......

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... I keep refreshing the page, a priest lighting candles, holding my breath like the next flick of wrist might mean something. Her name is gone from my inbox, but I still comb the comment field......

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... at the table next to me rereading the menu blowing a very hungry wind......

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...A Mistake Was talking to you a mistake? I thought I was just being brave, but now I wonder if I should’ve stayed quiet, kept my distance, and let the silence save me. You said things I’ll never ......

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...Rereading words from the past. Was it me who wrote that poem?......

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...My love since you are away I visit you in my heart I pull the image of your spirit from my soul That way you are inside of me That keeps me calm yet In a serious sexy frenzy for your attention ......

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...Centered in the irregular rectangle of the caves entrance the fire popped and danced as the snow fell lazily before the backdrop of pines.Softly the wind moaned above the tree line.Francis sat on the......

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...next night in the subway to come without sleep rereading the letter she got yesterday "We have to announce with regret true and deep ..." her husband had died on the second of May she asked her......

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...The re-read (poet) Hemingway was a writer suffering from a disabling inhibition, the conversation he had with women in his books are based on wishes and not reality. Women in his life were st......

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...Many years ago I was living with depression And all I wanted was just to be alone But now I found myself smiling with no reason Funny that sometimes you're in my imagination Tell me, did you use ......

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...Soil for shapes ... Water to provide cheer ... Fire to afford heat... air to ......

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...Devils were once angels. And he was the most dangerous of all ,not because he was evil ,but because he held my heart. He said he loved me. I believed him. It was a lie that made him infamous in m......

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