Sewn Poems - Poems about Sewn

As this life now quickly drifts away, I'm unable to look around and say, ...

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Still unwritten not quite, filled in every word has pinned itself to story like a sewing machine stitch down a runway path to somewhere; Turning points and zig zag threading let the seams tell of the glory Pages of my life sealed inside a book like bookends at a fairground holding steady until the...

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God stitches together our life story A patchwork quilt sewn meticulously With all the best and tough times included Not any experience excluded. God watches over us and it does seem That He doth perfectly sew a fine seam Our quilt keeps on growing out in the mist So we leave behind His wonderful gift. Every stitch is sewn in with tender...

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I run around in circles - desperately looking for light. Another spear is thrown- but I can't see.. it's hard to fight. My words are carved right out of me- as I worship silver tongues. Let out a valiant battle cry- 'fore the air's swept from my lungs. A dagger clips my shoulder- of which now is chipped and wounded. Developes brute infection- how the hell...

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expel, release expel, release organs filling up with grease release, expel release, expel drowning, swimming, feelings dwell theres a dark cave where spirits hide secret thoughts exist inside misty, noxious, humid slime in the cave inside my mind lost my footing crawling through just wanted to get to you bursting sores across my skin hide my neck and mask my chin my lips are sewn together with the thread...

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The wind comes in at night, bringing with it new ghosts but I'm wrapped tight in mother's quilt, each painstaken swatch stitched by her own hand She sings a breathy lullabye and rocks me to sleep in the cradle of the wind...

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"Sewn" Super hero come walk fire with me all super heroes are freaks fuelled by their hidden vulnerability and their dark cherished secrets poets some consider romantic freaks some hide quietly mining whittling their time away, some are hell-bent, heaven-sent breaking glass ceilings strange bitter sweet creatures writing in regiments riding astride their own gallant ponies something missing, something incomplete yet all possess war medals skewered through...

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Late at night my eyes could merely see the rocking empty chair you left behind. Never knew It would leave, wounds that'll ne'er mend. The art on the kitchen wall, The pillow you sewn Each line Like a diamond glittering at moonlight Like a reflection from the mirror I envision every corner, you May be you held me in my sorrow May be I learnt...

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I like someone who speaks all my languages not just their own I love someone who when I get my head sewn to the carpet doesn't say "Good luck with that "...

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She sat for hours Needle in hand Stitching in silence Inviting medleys She stitched together Hues happy and glad Brilliant and vibrant Inviting medleys She threaded her needle Gently with patience Taking time to create Inviting medleys She laced each stitch Careful, a caress Against soft fabric Inviting medleys She pieced each square Rectangle or triangle Together with care Inviting medleys...

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Veronica Vejar Sponser: Regina McIntosh The One Who Touched My Heart Poetry Contests 13 September 2021 Sewn My Eyes Fingertips numb and air slows my pulse, life seems to be never-ending screams and sulk in shades of obsidian. My feet tremble as I dared to face the...

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Job done, All swen up Shopping over Bought all of this year's Christmas presents In 1 fowl swoop off Amazon Everyone this year gets a Covid-19 test kit Finally the perfect gift no 1 will exchange I'm so confident in them i never even bothered to keep the receipts just incase The gift that keeps on giving If the test proves negative As you may well...

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To a name we're sewn bestowed upon us like chain made for us alone Some before have shown though covered with dust the stain lasts longer than bone So let us atone for the deeds that rust the name by which we are known...

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~ Dressed in a jacket of tie dyed illusion Measuring moments to spare Dangling truth in the seams of confusion Camouflaged, nothing to wear Fastened by Velcro in heart strings of passion Sewn with a lingering thread Patterns on paper with words now in fashion Running the walkway instead Fabrics are woven of promised affection Altering hemlines anew Polishing buttons to claim your reflection Love it looks...

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thread needle we sewed love truly threaded sewn...

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