Slivers Poems - Poems about Slivers

Your nails are painted pink, but the edges are chipped, revealing tiny slivers of skin beneath the color. You press your fingers to mine, lining them up like constellations, and ask if I think they’re ugly. I shake my head, because how could I? Even in pieces, you’re the brightest thing I’ve ever held....

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A thousand yellow and orange slivers of light vibrate. Their heat permeates. Slowly they glide into pairs and groups, singing as one. Alas, this solitary yellow light remains. The others have no use for it. The loathe it for it is an abomination. Is it really that different? Is it not one of them? It grows to detest itself,...

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voice and tone inflections gives away mood sometimes shows sorrow stress conveyed quite clearly in tiny conversations in slivers of body language hypervigilant children read you...

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By Gail DeBole Updated January 13, 2019 Thin shards of time spattered about Mis-wedged into spaces that add to our doubt. Echoes of time vex and puzzle our souls May overlap boundaries with science unknown. Slivers of a girl’s laughter with no girl around Sound disturbingly eerie and deeply profound....

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hedgerows greenup- nature's pastiche awakens from winter sleep. Quiet greets the Spring morn, a shaft of light diffuses night snow melts slowly- a trickle,unseen,runs free begins a new spring # A babbling burn ,riverine unseen, a stream of freshwater silts sloping banks the current slows to- eddys, where fat chubb doze. Quiet greets the Spring morn, a shaft of light diffuses night into - a dawn chorus. Amid...

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The weight of nightmares Renders one Crushed in a corner Crumbled to fragments Disintegrated to splinters Slivers of self, decomposed Bundle of anguish Clump of sorrow Lump of grief Yearn to break this Hope to block Oh stop this, oh stop Wake op in this corner Mishmash of confusion Cluttered turmoil Racing heart beat A river of tears and chatter, chatter of teeth on teeth Arms around shiver Hold tight, hold tight Slowly the room Is a...

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We see but a sliver Of golden gleams, We see but a sliver Of prophetic dreams, We see but a sliver Of many terrific things, We see but a sliver Of his graceful wings; For these heavenly things, God asks eyes fully open To see and then betoken Others to see a sliver More, of that golden river. -See the dreams of demon's so easily as we lay...

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Amongst the moon A crescent sliver adorns my neck sitting on my pink pedestal way up high in the milky way sky wearing my bling diamond ring wrapped in my white fur shawl donning my red patented high heels my Betty Boop telephone rings earth is calling "Any aliens up there?", earth asks. "None that I can see", Betty replies then I reveal down to Earth my...

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slivers of gold sifted out glints of sunshine cutting through clouds only for moments we traipse through thick thorny vines grabbing around our ankles each day falling into holes of kids screaming climbing jagged mountains of bosses needing more more of our thinly spread bodies, minds, and spirits wading through mud thick mud of mortgages sticky stinky car payment mud vines wrapped around our neck with sharp thorns sharp...

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All these things deep within A jagged piece beneath my skin Yet I take it with a painful grin Allowing this is sure to fail Another scratch with an infected nail Left alone with no detail I lay along this slow soft river The coldness makes me shiver Take away this love life sliver My heart shattered in two Still I hurt as I miss...

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A button collection in an old tin can A dipping wax model we made of our hands at the Renaissance Festival, one day in fall The first sound of Mozart in Benneby Hall A love note gone crumpled in earthenware pots A needle thin necklace bedraggled in knots A wooden carved zebra with amber eye shine An old Trosser canister for coffee...

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