Splotched Poems - Poems about Splotched

...Ayla at Two With a fistful of raisins and Chocolate-flavored goatee, Your favorite Dora tee shirt Splotched red from your spaghetti lunch, We sit on the floor together as You climb on up for ......

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...At last I was a fruitful writer, and my new novel was selling well, Like the stars of a moonlit evening, putting lovers under a spell. I had ever loved self expression, the power and beauty of wo......

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...Courtesy severely receding hair line..., yours truly enveloped within morose mood I (Samson incarnate) frankly experience zapped strength, hence sulk and pine for salad days of youth when ab......

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...ink scratches on paper tears smudge the words scribbles and nibbles for wisdom and love meanings flow in and out of consciousness and thought emote passion and wonderment......

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...Fourteen At fourteen, Lost in the woods Squatting to pee, it Runs down my leg hot and itchy No one knows where I am, or was My face splotched and pimply Always embarrasse......

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...Tasting Africa (One L****ick at a Time) Part 2 (Though the title's a joke, my limericks are not!) 5. Yet Another World Wonder Feel like now......

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...TOMATO CHASE Now.... Out of season They're reddish Uniform in size & shape Firm And flavorless In season They're RED All sizes and shapes Firm, soft, some just right And flavorful Y......

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...If I were to tell you Of a Saturday in May, Of lying in bed as the sun came up And brightened the room; If I were to tell you Of the fluttering curtains, Of the cool air flooding in And how ......

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...Poets stumble over half written sonnets find themselves trapped in dark poetic throes Not for the lack of interest, but they often wilt as petals wither on the stem of a plucked rose Their ......

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...there was a girl, a natural artist. she painted her artwork everywhere she went. she painted her lonely walls, she painted her skies. she painted for everyone, they cherished her artwork, but ......

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...I'm not a man's man, man I'm just what's left in the garbage can Mixed in with all the rubbish of some yuppie's leftover dinner And oh boy he's quite the sinner With that Donald Trump smile Don......

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...She sits perched, like a gorgeous gargoyle, upon the boulder splotched with spots of mint chocolate ice cream moss - the wind tasting her lovely locks as if it were spicy cinnamon straight off the ......

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...The sands of the tumultuous rain drops, Graced my eyes to the brim with tears, Splotched memories behind my eye lids, Like a finger print you stuck on my mind, I found love in the poison even......

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...Down the pine-studded mountain and towards the sea Me, mounted on a rickety, swaying, desperately-desiring bus, Floorboard splotched with rusted holes revealing tires Below my feet and salted s......

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...My shirt is splotched with spit-up, Though my shoulder sports a burper. My clothes are like a kingdom And my grandson's the usurper. He drinks his bottle, gives a burp And then, without a doub......

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