Roofless Poems - Poems about Roofless

...I walked down the alleyways of London Early one edgy Friday evening. I am a touring, curious resident, mind you. The sun was shy and was sinking breathlessly and With the hushed melody of frazzle......

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...May slides through winter roots. It comes like a wet dog to your table, stays to dry itself, turns into a canary. It is an old man riding a bike backwards into greening rainbows. May dangles o......

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...The summer was lush with death, it turned the hare into a twirling dervish, the raccoon to a pantomime villain, forced mice to sing in the jaws of predators. The woods are bare now, trees rat......

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...Her limbs bloomed first then her long sleek bones formed angles that seemed to touch a roofless wonder. The earth painted her in a dark room. A suggestion of starlight, just an impression ......

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...KING OF NAPOLI (PT. 2) Bright Altar of the bloodless sacrifice, sweatless stains drenched your jerseys. Which armoury delivers this season's Scudetto? It's the masked number 9 that emerges our ......

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...nascent dawn appears kaleidoscope of color midnight sighs leftovers of last night plateful of unsaid words, a tablecl......

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...On late summer evenings, or upon winters chilled looking-glass sky reality will change its mask just for those who seek their place. For a few magical moments space and time will unfold its sh......

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...A mottled crab scuppers its sea legs in fluorescent foam. Blue pods rattle on green tides. Bladder wrack, Mermaid’s Hair washing tangled ankles. There are voices in my open mouth, they roll ove......

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...In a small Russian village the people speak like animals and their animals listen like humans. Deep in a Malay forest there are apes that love God with a slow burning love that turns their hair......

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...Sorrow climbs its roofless tower. Descends to be gut deep, genitalia deep. Now it has the weight of rain clouds. A smoked umber moves through an invisible throat. Fine hairs are stroked......

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...Saša Milivojev THE STRANGER (Weary of World’s Pain) Stranger to the audience. Stranger in the community and the family. A stranger to one’s own mother, A shadow to ......

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...There is no roof on my house, The water pours in when it storms, The sun shines when its beautiful, Still I live in my roofless house, Always awaiting the sunny days, The days when I lay and bas......

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...There she is, she’s grown beyond root and branch, at peace despite the incontinence of an unlooked for wisdom. And there I am, of a sudden snagged by her knurled spell as if she were the Virgin ......

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...Wasp nest under construction... vacancies for yellow jackets also available alternately titled: eave'n roofs houses nidus If ye dear reader find yourself as an under appreciated busy buddy ......

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...I live in a roofless place I do not have an expensive fur You might not like the way I feed myself And I know, you neither like my presence nor my appearance as I'm drowned with muddy paws on......

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