Scuffs Poems - Poems about Scuffs

... There is no glass container, no ultra-clean preservation. Even if you've only sat on the sill, my belief about knocks varies day to day. Let me paint myself ~ my purest self ~ th......

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...scuffs in the pearl white floor when she leaves the room, for empty hospital hallway memories, haze of sterile gloom like snails, the chronic men each slowly wear away, their minds le......

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... The kitchen table was the centerpoint of childhood, a place of gathering, an easel for artworks, battleground for homework and Eden for the creation of lifeforms moulded from plasticine.......

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...my mind is screaming merely mimicking my lost design my heart is bleeding memories of a dissolved time With the scorned child, I thought gone the next stage of life has now begun Feeling l......

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...Birthmarks, unique identifying signs, cover our walls. Scuffs, scars, scribbles, fingerprints, nicks. Randomly appearing after marking the birth of our son. Would I trade those pocked surfaces......

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...Massage my back and slit my throat As I moan and squeal with warm waves Fuel and thanks Wash me down in an oak casket before he leaves Preparation unlocked as bloated juice shoots out in perfecti......

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...If these shoes could talk tell tales of the knots and scuffs, Endless war stories.......

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...White Nikes By Alex Gordon At the end of summer, you find yourself inside a shoe store A clean pair of white Nikes immediately catches your eye You buy them without hesitation The first day ......

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...A crocodile-hide sunset, a ferrous squall; somethings boiling up there. Storm gulls beat mosquito clouds away as they flee. Ten wild horses corralled in a dumpster hammer my fearless heart......

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...Yonder there, where twig figures bend and blink out as a sea-swell slugs the beach, there the netted thrash, then hauled, toggled and pinched yet more, into a gill-snagging catch. Far away a vi......

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...The once magnificent garden had become a paradise of weeds towering high Ragwort and dandelion shedding their seeds took over the lonely asylum Rakes shears shovels and secateurs rested where T......

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...I'm more than half way to the gates or so the statistics fancy to say. Seen a lot but need to see a lot more haven't suffered or laughed enough need a few more scuffs and scars need to grow up b......

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...If I could just use my tongue, oh what a tale I'd tell One filled with your neglect, that's made my life hell You've worn me out; you've filled me with holes There's a gash in my side; nai......

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...Footprints in sand, indelible till the tide comes in, reliable impressions, etched, embedded, enveloped to form an album of traces: crab hole excavations, scurries of hurrying birds, seaweed tw......

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...We had a few puffs and had a few scuffs drank wine and some beer listened to the old songs sittin' in the new Fongs on across the road from the TC Square I had an old truck all patched up w......

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