Shakes Poems - Poems about Shakes

Icebergs floated all around me – frozen is no place to safely flee. I fell down on an ice crystal, then I heard you whistle and felt myself turn towards bold so I could leave this place so cold. So many crevices and cracks. Frigid ice coated my back. A glacier's huge backhand flew our memories to slush land. As my shivers began to shake, I...

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The window shakes from rain fast-beating, From grey-torn clouds the sky fast-fleeting, Relentless vapours madly swirling, First autumn deluge earthwards hurling. The chimney howls from wind mad-rushing, From gutters pour full floods out-gushing, Remorseless gales and gusts hard pressing, Each earthly structure's strength assessing. Yet safe within those walls defending, With firelight glow and shadows blending, Two children small, the storm unheeding, At Mother's knee, her...

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Rain begins like glass, foreshadow someone in the window pane screech like chalk, leaves on the sidewalk, her stepped on, stepped through poetry — birdsong chérie survival of femininity even loose wing's tree love kind — she said limbs without fingers tear at the stitches in my eyes — clinging, wet...

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And when I asked if you knew of the bet, You said you didn’t, pretending with no regret. Then I started to ramble, all confused, Apologized a thousand times, felt used. When I tried to explain, you shut me out, I kept on apologizing, left in doubt. I sent you a message on .. again, You unblocked me but said nothing then. I...

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Hey, Everything started for you on Sunday night, For me? It had begun on Friday, in plain sight. How silly it was, I didn't think it through, How did it not change or influence my view? Because I liked you then, I really did, it's true. Yes, I was in love with you, that’s a fact, Still no reason to dwell on...

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In the night when the moon shakes its silver over waves of dreams, A woman opens the gate to her heart, feeling too much, too deeply, In the trance of words that turn into butterflies of light and shadows of omens, As if the cycles of life and children of glass and islands of emerald could not fill...

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The ring depicts a promise of fidelity. I smile as you stand in your cloak. That headgear is the symbol of the tongues of fire. I smile as you receive that formal mitre, while that pastoral staff is a shepherd's crook. I smile as I know that staff will be used to smite a great oaken door. I smile as I hear...

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A quake took place between my shoulder blades teeth ground to dust behind my face the scraping of tectonic plates scared me to my hiding place bottles and blankets, a child’s space it cannot withstand the shakes that are now all too commonplace....

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A sudden storm The constant knee shaking is my only warmth Sweat trickles off my hands My brain can’t keep up with its own demands It comes and goes in waves Kind of like a phase A phase that sticks around In an empty room yet still feel surrounded A sudden case of the shakes A sudden case of which I can not...

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Changes in weather are mostly to cold. So much harder to do as we grow old. When done, we regret not doing it sooner. Dillydallying, a renowned late-bloomer. Change is oft forecast as a gentle breeze, Refreshing our spirits, setting at ease, Offering rewards of a brighter dawn, With lives uplifted, with good hope reborn. But change can be fierce, its tempest untamed, Shattering...

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I was a simple picture of a person, just a gulp of a guy. She was not my first girl; she was my second. It was a Dairy Queen date, banana milkshakes, me tanking-up on her foggy eyes, imagining her naked muggy female parts. Then that she abruptly slammed her wet wriggling mind down on to the plastic tabletop. A floppy thing it was, with no...

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Inside this purple pen, is the Hope in my life that never ends. From outside sources, it never comes! That is darkness for sure, wherein there is just a glint of the sun. Humanity on its knees, oh please! Humming morbidly, “ Let my people go??” Let us rise and tell our leaders clearly, “To your all your rules and restrictions, we say, without...

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Samantha Sloan is sophisticated and somewhat successful Surprisingly, she struggles when situations seem stressful So, she saw a syndrome specialist, Dr. Sabrina Shortcakes. She simply suggested sipping succulent strawberry shakes. Samantha found serenity while slurping such syrupy sweets Surrendering to slumber, she slept on scented silk sheets Spent all her savings, but she's safe and spiritually secured sailing the Sea of...

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Clip it Mop it Loved Gallagher’s Pocket Inside ready to hide …. Lucy’s Locket Clip it Mop it was the bad sort of bloke Bullying others said it was a joke. Strip it Clock it and I had had enough We thumped CM, decided to get tough Clip it Mop it ran to get Boomerang They came back with silly jangly clang...

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Imagination shakes me awake. Whispering promises of a poem. I refuse to be manipulated Holding my ground Until she gives me the ending line When my eyes pop open. That is genius I think! What is genius? My conscious mind asks. Imagination laughs....

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