Scratch Out Poems - Poems about Scratch Out

...The tea leaves tell me nothing Just scattered debris for distraction Maybe answers are the myth Truth surely resides somewhere I'm thinking too big, the fault is my flaws Do I claw out my eye......

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...Peanuts slowly slid between the old man's fingers as he watched. Unaware, his long time patrons smiled and greeted him as they passed. The music stopping abruptly, he listened to the sound as the ......

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...Muddrocker, the moose, crossed the reindeer’s picket line He’ll be okay, father reassured mother, he’ll be fine. Dasher and Vixen wanted to scratch out Muddrocker’s eyes. Santa was thrilled to see......

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...Muddrocker, the moose, crossed the reindeer’s picket line He’ll be okay, father reassured mother, he’ll be fine. Dasher and Vixen wanted to scratch out Muddrocker’s eyes. Santa was thrilled to see......

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...Felt kiss so cold wakes me from sleep Truth hides but words scratch out the scene Walk on walk back the path is blocked All love all laid upon hard floor I'd be the one to stamp on this Spitefu......

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...There are actual people half woman half man running mornings and dream people in movies half language half light. Tomorrow is John’s funeral. * * * This is my minute my moment Oops......

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...When reality hits How do you feel? Hit by the truth of the matter How do you feel? Rewrite the narrative Squash it down Make it more palatable Get the pen, scratch out the words How do I feel......

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...My contingency measure in case of…götterdämmerung A scenario unfolds more abominable among any previous warring factions, his wicked weltanschauung charred effigies futilely hung against regi......

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...She thinks she is all that my sister and I said. She was blonde and magnificent. We wished her dead. She came over to see us and she was funny and kind. Scratch out those mean thoughts; please nev......

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...He looks at the mirror and frowns at the image ‘Is it the glass or my face that lies shattered?’ Fault lines burrowed into borrowed time Tim wonders about censorship and cracks He s......

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...Thee Mister Re: Spouse... In summer re: aye cannot whet till this husbandry season will become fallow - mare riddle status no longer honeymoon bridal stage covenant, nuttin boot lame game of ......

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... Quest for a Better Tomorrow Written: by Tom Wright February 2015 I flounder in thoughts of other’s sickness and despair; As sleep skirts my grip, words arrive, as if summoned, By so......

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...O Fingernail Moon pointing down at the ocean what goddess clipped you? O clipped fingernail without your acute reply can I scratch mind’s itch? Scratch may be: the swi......

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...My poetic license became revoked on Doomsday An afternoon or dawn if I remember in December The government won't help the situation much They expired two days before the end came about On marble......

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...Would you confine me to a granite wall, Where skies are arid dry and desolate? Would tones of warmth be frozen when I call, While desert seas insist that I’m to wait? For heard my ears were horns......

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