Slackening Poems - Poems about Slackening

...In case the mirror’s not enough, Reminders of my age May crop up just to let me know I’m at a certain stage. A lack of energy, perhaps, Or slackening of skills, More visits to the doctor And......

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... I lay with languor praying for an answer I’d been seeking. Azure glitter-drops splashed upon the clean white sand nearby my feet. I drifted into sleep then as wisps of clouds in a sky mirroring......

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...What just happened yesterday Must have been dreaming I guess Met a beautiful stunning young lady Left me in a helluva mess Always thought I was in total control But she knocked me bac......

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...What just happened yesterday Must have been dreaming I guess Met a beautiful stunning young lady Left me in a helluva mess Always thought I was in total control But she knocked me bac......

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...The taut rope is tightening, Fears of an end heightening; No hope of it loosening: The craziest reasoning… Yes, helping hands slackening, A quite bright day darkening; Now, a sight quite sic......

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...Violent noisy events in waves slap , Break and coersively snatch away Distrubing the foamy thoughts in array, Spreading across the stretch and dap Calm and quietude that envelope And revive ......

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...Centered around ephemeral shapes, Now—shapeless now—flailing— Yellows, blues, oranges and reds, Heat eating what surrounds it till it Can no more—eyes—in the fire. . . The way life moves towar......

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...Black girls mollycoddle, dandle cranky babies; some cradled on arm and hip, some hustled along on low-riding wheels. Brown men lounge outside bodega’s, some soft-soap, play imaginary guitars,......

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...I know that you’ll pretend to be asleep to sip and slurp the darkness in my eyes. While steely train-tracks slide and jump and weep in your sick, slick, and slackening July, my amtrak seat sta......

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...The formality of it stings. “How are you?” Delivered with a self-conscious courtesy and a poverty of emotion calculated to immediately keep me at arm’s length, fencing herself in. There ......

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...I felt a painful blain, during the feverish slackening of repeating rain The pain far worse than a usual swell, reminds me how it rains in hell If the drops could not perish from their comfort zone......

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...FLYING FREE Strings hold it tight; Wind lifts it out of sight. Without both, kite cannot fly - Nor orchestrate the silent sky. A son stretches away From parents’ song and what they ......

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...My Cloud white and five-point stars join royal blue and strips of red, stitched into a familiar pattern, folded and temporarily put to bed. The first time up the pole, crisp edges flap and c......

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...Now´s the time to wake up, time to shout, tell the people you meet what you´re really about no time for hiding, no time for shrinking gotta show the world what you´re really thinking cos the ......

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