Scalding Poems - Poems about Scalding

... Like unwelcome intruders, it is in the stillness of the night, intrusive thoughts come to plague us. Like thieves sneaking in the dark, they come without prior information and without w......

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...O’ fluid friend,— —O’ liquid lover, please embrace me, soothe my sootheless, stranded soul—, —caress my restless thoughts, and set them still.— O’ sap of spirit,— —s......

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...chunks of dirt mingle with the bread. cinnamon wafting in the wind. a house of sugary bliss, a promising deal of sweet paradise. shoveling savories like a last meal-- bellies rising like dough......

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...The human-felt sensations, in no particular order. Through touch, sight, sound, smell, and taste. But also pain and occasional misbehavior Gentle, hard, rough, loud, hot Brittle, bruising - fee......

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... She fell into his arms, so sweet He swept her off her glass-slippered feet But you’ve heard all this before They climbed into a golden carriage Where he took her h......

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...I’m stranded in the desert, Nowhere to run but through miles and miles of hot sand, Nowhere to hide, Yet I still look for shelter. The hot sun beats on my back, I feel myself burning, And as so......

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... "Americano" filter-dripped watered down weak coffee artificial the mood steaming diluted swings lower, unfilling; the wanting lusciously dark hot to the tongu......

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...We quarreled to bitter, burning degrees (you)loving me as a tender trespasser a chew toy boy demanding compliance forced feedings down to sock selection (your)cons......

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...break and believe in faith i dismiss, tree though i exit begone, and more hide, in front of fair let fall the tasting of me blind is your loving waste i'll be giant and brief callousing the f......

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...She was a hard woman to love She was the type to hold a grudge Her tongue could cut like a razor Cut to the quick, full of danger She'd carve you up, make your heart bleed Then smile so sweet, w......

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...Cursed Pen My pen is cursed. It flows poisoned ink. Ripped pages and severed dreams. Hollow. Screaming. Into the dark. Screaming into the life of others. Because there is nothing. ......

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... Mona Lisa’s crooked smile on a half-crushed Campbell’s Soup can Joe Dimaggio reciting his pronouns uneasily then lowering his batting hand into a scalding hot cup......

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... Unkept promises are hard blows that hit the psyche unexpecting. Unkind words are harsh slashes that rip through the essence undeserving. The mind becomes the fire in the wild, burns the ge......

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...six ghoulish goblins glowing in the dark one of them suggests a Halloween lark painting crazy faces on jack-o-lanterns in the road. a witch goes crazy; one turns into a loud toad. another ghoul......

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...Dishes are piling. I go on a walk, instead. It rains, but… It can’t hurt me, like the scalding water from the sink.. Watching puddles grow. Worrying. If I wait long enough, maybe the dishes wil......

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