Spin Around Poems - Poems about Spin Around

...I chuckle soft when people fume, And blame the lot in suits and gloom. “You see those leaders? All a scam!” But who’s still selling free yarn? Was it not your own cousin’s name, On that campaign......

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...My emotions spinning around My world's turned upside down. I'm out of control Confusion rules my soul. Agony is reaching it's highest peak My voice cracks when I try to speak. Every hour ......

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... We all have bad days, but sometimes worse than others Sunshine isn't enough to brighten thoughts The world may seem dim, as if the lightbulb of beauty is dying Things may have happened that no......

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...My eyes ache hard in a steady throb A retinal crack…a nagging sob I crave the words and lines which flow The pain reminds me to take it slow I reach for verses sharp and bright My vision blurs......

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...The world inside of me Is huge. There are trees with twisted, open branches, Like a thousand mom's, Reaching for a hug. There is music, and art, and A tsunami of words, Sent down stre......

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... TalAngela JamIN Dance in the early 19th century There’s s a woman named TalAngela, complementary She was a pretty woman she wears a crown And she surely knows how to get down ......

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... Long thoughts spin around it can seize your breath away On a glorious autumn day ......

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...It hides from the horror in your eyes, like a walking bell of desires, Caught in a witch's mantra, faint but amused by your resounding echo. The curse of reliving moments of excruciating idolizatio......

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...Tinkling bells and bubbling brooks, Giggles hiding in story books. Peals of joy that fill the air, Children's laughter everywhere. It starts with grins and twinkling eyes, Then burst forth......

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...Windows that aren’t real windows. Outside is fake too. The fence is real though, I tried. Crayons aren’t sharp. But maybe that’s how it’s supposed to be. They turn the phones off at this time. ......

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...the lunchbox moment. I can feel the looks of disgust as I make my way to the table, I sit down, others stand up, walk away. kids grimace at the meal I’ve placed in front of myself, “ew” and “wh......

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...MY Collaboration with Ricky Nelson in the Last Days of 1980 The eventful news of that day about what was found on board that crashed plane, won't replace that particular memory of Mr. Rick Nelson'......

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...Whether there be kingdoms or dominions on high in places unknown. Whether it be heaven or earth. Whether it be it principalities or thrones. Whether things be invisible, or things that we c......

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...In the green grassy field left of your eye, a unicorn dances with a troll nearby. A dance in harmony unlikely to be, a mix of tapestry unlikely to see. One for freedom and magic and purity, the ......

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...There are no more telephone booths, not the old type - the glass coffins. The Atalanta hub is rocking, planes and people buzzing in and out of an anthill nexus of distracted minds. Calling ......

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