Shuffles Poems - Poems about Shuffles

...They are under the hedge, the elderly, the silver whiskered. Threadbare possums, frail chipmunks. The feeble, squeezed into narrow parts of the day. Her apartment is hedged in. Her telephone i......

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...Observe the modern generations walk on by; they suckle from the plastic teat of coffee cups, and stumped by stamping feet they shamble unaware from flock to flock.— infant adults—if earnest I m......

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...My father's heart beats beneath the baseboards of my chest What scares me isn't the furnace inside it It isn't all the hate and ignorance It shuffles on its cane Buh bump Buuuuuuh bump Buhbu......

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...I've always wished to live on an island. No problem with sacrificing deceit and shallow dialogue for the song of gull and sanity bowls of lye and cold for pans of warmth the soothing sand ......

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...It starts with a hum, a thread unspooling through silence - soft, sure, and annoyingly insistent, like the world is whispering secrets it’s dared me to misunderstand. The first echo hits, ric......

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... My hand splits the deck, divides the weight of galaxies and shadows, halves of fate. At a drive-in, the Cutlass grows hot; glass bursts like safety-grade stars scattered between laps, a......

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... My classmates Theresa Trot had a snot Hanging from her nose She sniffs and snorts and swallows But Theresa never blows. Now it’s run down past her lips And settled on ......

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...Hiding again from the dazzling sun Why am I here, I’ve no clue There’s no necessity to walk around No urgent business to do Sounds like I’m killing the time, but I’m not It is exactly the opposi......

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... The weary ploughman shuffles along the deserted bridle path, his day-long work completed, furrows wound around his piece of land, just arable enough to provide his daily bread. His dreary sh......

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...Was not the words he wrote, nor the words he spoke . . . rather the song he sang of hope that brought him before the Pope. As he stood in the rain he searched not for fame . ......

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...Once there were sisters in duet a pair that were tough to forget Their tap dancing was entwined as their two lives always aligned Rat a tat tat, rat a tat tat kinda sounded something like that......

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...Being Bob Bob, is just an ordinary guy in every sense of the word. Five ft eight inches tall, a little on the chubby side and has lost most of his hair. No one pays much attention to Bob, that’s j......

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...On wings of the sun, dreams melt into the horizon, With hearts that at night hide, binding snares for the stars. Smiles that keep the shade sharpen their fangs in silence, Phantoms dance among bra......

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...Food glorious food Asia generic guy gastronomy (and how gourmet foods eat destructively clearly beyond any) excess enthusiasm, the necessity to feed and clothe this lean mean exercising machine gu......

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... Facebook flight, a messenger pigeon Each Pageant shuffles pretty women Most admired tiara sparkle temporal Sash off strategic take trick terminal No need to tweet esteem over media S......

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