Slink Poems - Poems about Slink

...There once was a brain too lazy to think As into obscurity destined to sink. While we dance to metre And conjure up theatre That some love though into history slink. ......

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...On a dusky evening long time ago, When shadows huddled at every corner, When rain had gone and birds had roosted, You held me close and whispered in my ear; “In your eyes I see, th......

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... Time drips drops of sorrow like engine oil. It coats the gears of yesterday's labor, keeping grinding on forward in a regular way, slip, slip sliding away. Tears unbind the spindle of memo......

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... Blunt sense sharpened by subtle trance lacerates the languishing psyche that doesn’t slink, unwary of mortal deception. The shards of singularity transfigure in a blink into passion potion......

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...O’ Hell!…to step aside, to slink along the new-found, unstrolled alley road and leave behind a heavy, long borne load— Who would not, grinning, breathe a sigh of song? InDeed, to risk the chan......

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... The premise goes everyone knows before entering the premises while still outside yet on the mat it's no gentleman who forgets to doff his cap or remove his hat if dining out or at a pr......

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... Dare poke the bear, rattle the cage, Time will slink away to shun you. For the fight is more rant than rage. Dare poke the bear! Friends will cringe and flinch at your blew. Ignoring pleas f......

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...1. "I carry your heart with me (I carry it in my heart) I am never without it..." E.E. Cummings You gave to me your heart when we were young. On stars we danced, and on the moon we swung. Unfa......

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...The Shed ...was Granddad's before he died. And now its loneliness reached out to the boy from the shaded, shuffling shadows that shushed the sheltered garden. They pulled, they tugged at his gu......

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...I am a cat, at home I’m Ollie But fellow cats know real name “Intrepid Vic”, I dig that, golly Grey tiger, finest at his game I am the boss around here Them humans lacking any wit In house of......

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...hands steady, painting days wanning now wearing shades of hours clocks run blind tocs, with tics wildly lying months lurk like monks or thugs, deeply hooded in a guise of weeks muttering ridicul......

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... The flatline walk between two — On each side, the little girl; Night nears to crush bones — The woman beneath sheets, On each side, the little girl — She's straining even on wings; Night ne......

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... Written: January 17, 2025, for contest Sponsored by: Edward Ibeh "What you leave behind is not what is engraved in stone monuments, but what is woven into the lives of others."Quote ......

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...Violet Haze (Sequel to The Raven) You twirl your hair like Death indeed, And like to sit back and watch my poems bleed. My love and sorrow, all for you, You know I never slink out of the blu......

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...The hammers that my hands became once reached so desperately to be held I'm surprised they don't remember the shape, that they've changed so much. My mouth sang songs once. My heart beat for e......

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