Sidle Poems - Poems about Sidle

... I am empty of empathy come sympathise with me Cue the violins, or just fiddle like a bad-tempered Roman Offer me hope: bring flamboyant symbols, cheap gold pendants with wings Maybe a b......

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... Written: February 26, 2024 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Whilst an ivory sky, my mast ignite. As tidal waves flicker in sparks that gleam. Igneous scarlet pyres sti......

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...Your smile was one of innocence before you looked away. Was that a bit of fear in your eyes as you looked away? For a month you served me breakfast every morning, but tawny eyes never meet mine ......

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...Less than eighty, now ... they're, unaccounted. 'Tis sad ... NEXT: the hawk hovered that founded fresh sedges, grasslands, and deserts idyll, God in the detail, Red-Tailed Hawk sidle, Blitzkrieg ......

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...under the lych-gate shall I pass before the wait in holding hands for the robed man of God to steer me to my resting days and shall I then be added to the sanded brick of grotesque face that ......

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...When you try to solve your problems with the swing of an angry fist that cannot be unswung nor the damage caused undone regret will sidle up hollow out your belly and set your mind awhirl con......

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...The town I was born into was a grit incubating slum. It was the worst of places yet had some gruff-faced high-headed days. On those few times (days that did not seek to hammer me down into t......

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...When one is mostly idle; Laziness is one's idol: Things are stopped in the middle; To use your time you fiddle... The idle hears out riddle But feels not its sharp needle It's a voice that ca......

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... "The Messenger" Love is rich with venom and honey. there was a female ... snake, it watched with green-eyed avarice, covetting a dove’s nest the dove, wa......

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...Ancient oak mythology predicted rainforest would have a large gnarled root. She'll show up on a Sunday and have a loopy-loop fit for a bandicoot. Bandicoot will curl up in the root and show the wor......

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...I can hear your demons screaming And I know you're hearing mine Times changed you just a little Now your beauty's more sublime Sat here waiting for a reason To be sitting here at all Just about......

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...My father passed a few years back, and he keeps appearing in my dreams, always on the same street and roughly the same dialogue. The poem/story has no real format. Just my feelings on it. Thanks! ......

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...There were three wings at the veterans home.C wing was for the seriously ill .B wing was for those Who were relatively without relatives.Not really unwell just unwanted.Finally the wing I worked on ......

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...He is more than idle, Idleness his Idol; A sloth without bridle, Along sidewalks sidle … Now begun to languish And had been in Anguish; You can guess: Empty Tank! His heart this morning san......

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...he was pouring at the happening and usually there is a fair amount of disdain for the enthusiasts who like to sidle up to sample the snacks, libations and what have you goodies. he was a wisp of......

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