Sockets Poems - Poems about Sockets

... I'm not feeling at all myself today— I see a sea of selfies. adrift in a mirror maze, floating as reflections that are lost in a hall of posed intentions. Each face is a practiced smile. ......

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... I’ve taken up polishing skulls. Not trophies, just my kin— their sockets still echoing what they aren't ready to hear. Though it's only what they've said themselves. I never knew ......

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...endless leisure hours as distorted time stretch before me... like the infinite vista upon the midwestern plain farther than the eyes of mine (an ascetic and copacetic shortsighted father of tw......

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... Each pulls the tide in two sockets Where moon and sea hang like lockets One friction between two wading bodies — The pale head of moon, on cue with sea The gentler anesthetic of the glass......

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...my dear friends, i am writing to address a memory of sorts: a lovely barbecue, evening, on the beach. you all brought ingredients to pile on my barbecue. you all brought your onions yo......

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...Dragging my pen along the walls of the well, The ink of meaningful words runs dry, Blind to who you've become, and serving only to dampen empty sockets, The misty drops of moments lost become the ......

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...Kim commandeers hallway sockets in her high-rise with a microwave to reduce her electric bills: frozen dinners cooked outside her apartment. An icy day clouds the sun seen through a window of t......

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... My mind had a door embedded with gems of emotion ! Through that entrance I greeted you always. Now ......

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...Consider my grave your resting place too, An empathetic soul who rests here. Worry not poet, it haunts no more, Covered with maggots, I've rotted here for a while. These sockets are now emptied, ......

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...Washed ashore on the lost island Skin already peeling on the beach Burning from the hot green summer sun Meat melting off to become bone Jumping back into the water Cooling off with th......

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...Horse Color Cannot Be Ignored Intentions, cryptic, in pockets. Fiery darts lampooned in sockets. The bow is a clue; not a sword. Horse color cannot be ignored. Wielding war’s arms, re......

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...Last night the westerly wind climbed up the western walls tearing ivy from its sockets at every meter to glimpse the eastern dawn.......

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... Wings cut, flesh torn, eyes burned and blind Heart so weary borne upon a life, some say, unkind. Time will come and go, knowledge gained or lost; Rivers change their flow; summers die in fros......

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...“Lasciate ogne speranza, voi ch'intrate", most frequently translated as "Abandon all hope, ye who enter here". A. Dante, 14th century Italian poet They sway the power over mere mortals They drop ......

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