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Scaffold Poems - Poems about Scaffold


SCAFFOLD DISAPPEARED
Quazi Johirul Islam SCAFFOLD DISAPPEARED Scaffold disappeared, and it was a different morning Sunlight has never threatened me ever like that I can imagine how terrible winter is awaiting while the sun is not a good friend. Wind drops without an obstacle, cold and hard I can easily see him standing a little future away In an empty sand field wounded and...

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Categories: scaffold, 9th grade, art,
Form: Free verse
Scaffold
Life can be a struggle Yet still we have those highs But for many there are low points too And that’s where sadness lies. The ups and downs are standard Part the tapestry of life However for just some of us The extremities are rife With feelings of elation And of depths of dark despair So still through times of empty We’re expected to be...

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Categories: scaffold, feelings,
Form: Rhyme



A Witch On the Scaffold
i think i think too much and as of such i write way to much and so no one can read it all so so many i enjoyed writing hoping they would be liked get shuffled in the deck of only 10 every 24 hours. but i also realize that i take no time to refine perhaps define my words...

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Categories: scaffold, creation,
Form: Narrative
Scaffold View
Across the street, on scaffold rigs, Construction workers hover And if they’d glance my way, this is What they just might discover: A bedroom filled with books and pictures All in frames of black, A quilted bed and clutter I’ve been meaning to attack. And then, of course, upon a chair, The other sight they’d see, With pad and pencil, jotting words, A rhyming poet –...

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Categories: scaffold, new york,
Form: Rhyme
Not a Scaffold
They whisper in hush tones stealing glances askance furtive and guilty with their pant and skirt down. He had walked in when they were at it he had built a lot of trust that snapped phut. But the snap was not fresh this was a pretty old crash for now he grinned ear to ear and saluted the lucky guy. And said thanks for sweeping and the sleeping...

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Categories: scaffold, life
Form: Free verse




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