Shop Window Poems - Poems about Shop Window

...Today I went out into the city with my soul turned inside out, like an old coat reversed, And on streets filled with shadows and lights, people looked at me with curious eyes, As if they had glimps......

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...I took it in my palm A stray that looked familiar Confused, lost, beaten It was my silhouette It had left me a decade by We had a difference of opinion And we walked a separate road I'd often ......

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...If she arrives soon it will be too late. The one who makes you weep like sparkling rain, happy to be her joy; her pain she will always be further away the more you hurry to draw near. You ......

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... During a bad storm one night I turned on my television Grey and black flickering lines appeared, obscuring my vision I went outside and saw the aerial had bent over but it would have to wai......

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...Shadow & Reflection ( always yours) “Just a fun instant write” I realise a scent, a sniff, not a nose to the ground visual image hot on its heels, it feels, not a ear to the drum noisy hum, lum......

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...Sometimes this creature looks at you. Those eyes can be so piercing. Or are they kind, sympathetic? He or she is fur – and even that is artificial stuff. But with eyes. What were you thinking ......

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...What would I do without free verse? Well, I'd fit to a form Intellectually it's within my gift I can master it (thank you for your applause) I'm musing rather than showing off Returning again to......

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...aka my uncategorised plethora of poems which are a mix of half formed thoughts, full on effort that missed the marked and quick musings that strangely went down well. Then pondering why I leave t......

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...A mind realized that it had become itself, a self that had been molded by fractured hands yet somehow by the grace of time had now become itself. This self was both a shop-window and ......

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...Price for respectability never means to spend money like water While the wife of a poor country’s president was outside at a shop that sells luxury items, the shop window broke and cut her purs......

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...The Last Time I saw Father David J Walker There he was His face aglow behind the Coffee shop window Sitting stirring a chrome-plated spoon In the dark sheen of Coffee sugar and cream ......

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...A tumor bloomed in my muted throat, I had to duct tape my mind to the wordless, had to be a spy in a watchers eye. I'm looking at a lion staring into a camera; under its heavy paw a gazelle al......

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...Shocking and disgusting the old ladies said Enough to turn the meek a delicate shade of red What would I wonder a man of the cloth say Would he tut tut and complain and look away The old men......

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...You won’t see these word in a shop window printed across a smiling face, or embossed, engraved, or scribbled; probably not daubed on toilet stall walls yet. They belong to the Net, a pliable d......

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...Everyone's seen the morning sun the light slants and the blood-splattered sky the full moon's sliced off to night's dark face on to the TV screen, Facebook or Whatsup seasons arrive and go, to re......

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