Scarves Poems - Poems about Scarves

... Sunny yellow straw hats with ribbons and bows, Butterflies that shine when the full moon glows, Feather cushions scattered of bright pink and blue, Buttercups and daises have such a magnifice......

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...linger-longer wait-a-while to perceive the cadence in a smile echoing a beat of heart in a chest of draws with namesakes hidden under the knickers hankies scarves and socks.......

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...With every step, invisible guards watch like shadows, Not with weapons, not with chains, but with sharp gazes and tongues, With silences too loud to name, And we, we call this freedom, an illusion......

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...By Imran Ahmed The Veil Of Beauty Once A Shield Has Faded In The Name Of Fashion Now Darkness Stains The Faces Bare Their Lost Light A Silent Confession Sisters Dance Before Their Bro......

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...Modesty is not Dresses and scarves But action and thought Gentle and measured. I wear a satin scrunchie On my wrist, it reminds me I am fearfully and wonderfully made. There is strength in sof......

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...In Autumn In Autumn pumpkins hang out in hedge mazes, corn visits wreathes in Finland, spices go to music festivals, photos of chestnuts do the splits, marsh mellows make prank calls, h......

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...Snow Angels, Snowpeople, and Evergreen Trees When winter comes, children know how to have fun. Laughing and catching snowflakes with their tongues Or lying flat on their backs with arms f......

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...Silk scarves, whispers, a tapestry of ambition, woven with threads of hope. Sunlight through stained glass, a kaleidoscope of dreams, each faces a story untold. The air was thick with anticipat......

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...I just can’t wait till Christmas I just can’t wait till Christmas With thoughts of ice and snow And Santa in his bright red suit Shouting ho ho ho. Flying with his reindeer With presents on......

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... Snow continues toppling from darkling gray skies. And by dusk, the flurries will bank on the ground. Landscapes painted by Nature's hand, the artist Hallmarks of winter ~ Embers turn t......

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...A woman in a shop   She  sat in a shop that sells jumpers and scarves  doing some embroidery for a wealthy client who  wanted his name in big red letters to make it clear his exalted sanding, ......

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...the back of my hands are spotted with brownish red splotches and dashes they are as wrinkly as a Chinese dog blue veins are popping up in ugliness so this is why old women wear gloves! the same ......

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...Winter time is here again, the trees are all but bare It’s time to don the scarves & boots, & warmer things to wear. Bikini’s, shorts and summer tops, have all been packed away They won’t see the ......

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... Numb…jammed like rows of canned sardines, bodies avoiding faces labeled as print, ticket stubs, and coats on a 7 pm bullet train bound for home along dim lights on railways : shadows gaze bl......

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...Little Yellow Bus First day of school yellow bus stopping at the mailbox, Bouncing down country roads - pausing next to city sidewalks. Nothing seems to stop you not autumn rain nor sleet Mo......

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