Self Styled Poems - Poems about Self Styled

... Sloppy hands writing blind, they can’t see but they feel; Tracing cursive letters slowly onto your back, art bleeds from go getters; Sloppy hands writing blind, beauty’s pulled from within;......

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...Silence reigns supreme in my reich No don (except me) doth trumpet within the aborted barren reach of freedoms within expansive realm, I annexed courtesy manifest destiny, which peoples now in......

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...I was an experienced interior designer, whose specialty was outer doors, Ever opening to amber sunshine, as petals open, when vivid beams pour. Functionality and beauty were very vital, s......

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...I know, my child dear, you are growing up physically, Your mind, I see, has been developing quizzically; As your flesh and blood, and bones intermingle in your growth, Shouldn't ethically fine fib......

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...Hilda Doolittle self-styled 'H D' showed an ego centred on 'me' Also an early feminist happily with Imagism she did persist......

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...Let me tell you a story on a midnight journey, To a crematorium, through an undergrowth ferny; At my age between sixteen to seventeen, In nineteen seventy eight; with a dusky scene; A time, whe......

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...Self-styled you yell from the lofty roof top, nobody lends ears but you don’t ever stop. You pronounce you’ll make a great name as an artist, in loud voice you do proclaim so that everybody can h......

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...Antiestablishmentarian inherent malevolent violence wracks human species, a most brutish and nasty beast case in point Vladimir Putin the population constituting country of Ukraine he fleeced. ......

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...It was a bright beautiful morning! A bunch of human beings, Who claimed themselves, butterfly watchers, Entered into a beautiful garden, Filled with butterflies, Of various colors, forms, shapes......

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...It seems that, more and more, I feel myself being drawn to face the dreaded realization that I am certifiably mentally ill, not just depressed, or anxious, or emotionally exhausted, but deluded, my s......

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...A self-styled you yell from hot tin roof top Nobody lends ears but you don’t ever stop You pronounce you’ll make a great name As an artist, in loud voice you do proclaim. You say there are colo......

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...Circa sixty one years ago July 6th, 2001 - birth of dear beloved wife We now get along swimmingly analogous to this bro and his older sis on the cusp of our gifted silver married years if her ......

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...You walk on the slimy soil of fragile fame, as slippery as the sliding mud in the rain, with feet encased in fuzzy socks and crocs, you trample the uncertain fashioned ground. You stroll along ......

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...Slipping silently, serenely sober, Somnambulist seeking some solitude Shuffles, self-styled, still sleeping so soundless Solitary search--simply solipsist. Some sadder simpleton slipped seve......

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...I could be way off base, but I think that ‘Control’ and ‘Graced Giving’ are opposites, poles that can’t meet in a space with dimensions, where sanity floats and integrity lives (for one can’t buy ......

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