Smirking Poems - Poems about Smirking

... Mr Dennis...what the Dickens is going on...the inevitability.. menace Of celebrities on every terrace at the tennis.. The profanity and insanity of rampant vanity.. The gist..a D list......

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...Minehead, or Skegness, she never could remember which. A monochrome ‘Box Brownie’ a smirking strange man. She's young and beautiful. They sit on a low seawall, my four-year-old-self between.......

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...Artist - derelict and drifter move about like windblown bones bathing in the dry veined riverbed stream fashioning crafts from a lifetime of dewed memory weaving ends that tend to never meet the......

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...What’s wrong with me? I’ve been asking myself this all week. Anyone who knows me will tell you that I weigh questions coldly and logically. Then it hit to me.. it’s summer, silly and I'm in classes!......

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...Cancer I loathe and detest you If I'm honest, I really HATE you I despise the way You keep popping up to irritate us like a smirking floating turd Which we’d love to flush away fore......

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... I sit here smug, my secret in place, With a quiet cheesy grin upon my face. They ask me, beg me, play I-spy, and pry — But nope! Not me folks! I'm not telling why! They try to read signs stuc......

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...I’ve come to—k(now), the sobering conclusion that I must be a lunatic; else what sufficiently explains the smirking smut clouding my judgment?—what viscous illusion— outright{(diagnosable[,perh......

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... millions... of dollars in bank account; he's a wealthy man, yet true happiness proves much too expensive for him; a walking paradox im......

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...Tears, they flow as giddy gushing streams, and meddle with our facile sense of joy, seamlessly they interface cod emotions, whirlpool laughter smothers trite elation, smirking bogus rivulet, weep......

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...My bars the words, the prison guard my verse, Rattling the staves of this poetic cell, I struggle vainly, locked up in this jail. Yea, thus is my predicament, my curse. Oh, how jealously, you ......

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... November 21, 1963 He took the harmonica from the bib pocket of his overalls blew thru left to right, low to hig......

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...Everyone is upset these days Trump it seems is being obscene rude to Ukraine some say is insane but really, really? now it matters? not a peep about Genocide Joe thousands of children dead......

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... Written: February 27, 2025, for contest Sponsored by: Justin Bordner Quote By Rumi: "Shut your eyes so the heart may become your eye, and with that vision look upon another world"......

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...I’m standing in the common room, turning in circles. I’ve so many things to do, all at once, I can’t figure out which way to jump. A time management problem, I suppose, maybe I should have taken that......

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...Good mother, bad mother, locked in a war, Two mirrors reflecting, in a turbulent stance. ......

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