Skew Poems - Poems about Skew

...The day’s hours were worn down and a sudden sunset, that resembled a master’s painted glimpse of Valhalla, was upon us, its majesty of deepest blue, blood red and black. From our tenth-floor ske......

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...What is sin? Sin is doing your own will It is called the serpent seed Which is within you from the very beginning. The serpent seed is the seed of Lucifer Which was planted through Adam and Eve ......

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...I press keys in a language I’ve borrowed. I did not create its letters nor learn them on my own - or birth the ink that stains this page. I did not mill the paper I blot, only coarsely abuse......

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...He glances ‘round the crowded room, Where laughter sparks and joy resumes. He plays along, a practiced mime— Lifts his lips, but not in time. For somewhere deep, his mind has flown, His soul l......

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...The pain increases every day bit by bit, I have no say I do what I can to ease it all but it’s been a real long-haul from cramping feet to head in a vice swollen fingers, no paradise aching h......

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...When life’s storms come your direction It can be like an infection They cause you to feel kind of blue So don’t let your storms define you Storms should not define who you are Allowing them m......

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...Wading through the surf toward the beach as we stand there And strolling up to face us with a most alluring air Though different in their looks; their hair; their build and in their grace How beau......

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...I am far away from home in a land that is now foreign to me I go outside at just the right moment and I see the moon high in the clear sky And the sun setting in the background saying good night B......

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...Suddenly frisson cold with fright... I describe, suddenly feeling scared and tried to summon sense and sensibility after scrambling to stand upright with all my might. Otherwise titled re......

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... We all headed off from Chingford, from good old London Town Us the McGregor Brothers, and 'Pigman' our murdering clown Leaving the 'Turtle and Monkey' very close to 'Dorset Street' Whe......

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... Nursery Rhymes Only Contest - sponsored by Eve Roper To Eve’s winning contestants, I write this poem for you. I have read each one and commented till I am blue. You won’t see them there howe......

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...Circumstances Poem Lionel Derbyshire Circumstances leaves you few A chances. No nick, no pick, no give me more. Just a little sauce. No custard tart. You on shoestring circumstance It's rou......

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... Disagreement, discussion, and debate are not indicators of hate. When fetuses die and their mothers no longer cry, we are practitioners of infanticide. Becoming rich from a Washington hitch......

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...Grass is green, they say it's true But green ain't just a simple hue Green's the colour, green's the life Green's the struggle, green's the strife Some folks green with envy's sting While othe......

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...WALLS AND WAILS I am confined within these four walls For far too long and pray a wall falls And the guns jam with wardens asleep As I take a walk of freedom, a leap To a new world without gun......

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