Squeezes Poems - Poems about Squeezes

..."It is quite possible to leave your home for a walk in the early morning air and return a different person - beguiled, enchanted." ~ Mary Ellen Chase W......

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... above the mist of  kohl tombstones . . .   moon hides its face Wind screams through the graveyard, and leaves on the ground are scattered around old tombstones where a modern Cherokee ma......

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...Has anyone ever told you the truth about isolation? No, not the tranquil kind. The one with a physical presence. The one that coils around you and squeezes until you implode. Where you’re alo......

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...I'm lying here tonight All alone in this bed My memories of you Dance through my head. They cause my tears To fall down like rain Why do your memories Have to come with pain? My favorite......

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...lists of things I crave about city the one in particular smells reaching for all directions greedy fruit smoothies in a blender I can tell that one’s got straw......

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...I can feel the life, That flows through my viens, But each beat of my heart, Just brings me pains, There's nothing wrong, as far as you can see, But I can't stop the want, To claw the li......

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...He enters looking bedraggled, tired and worn out, his skin like Vellum, blank and pale. Lifting his eyes to catch their gaze he gives a slight nod to acknowledge their presence. He scans the room as ......

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...morning glories wrap beautiful flowers climbs, squeezes, chokes their stalk, limbs so like some humans who climb, squeeze, choke until ......

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...I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, in secret, between the shadow and the soul. In the depth of the night, when the veil of darkness covers the world like a regal mantle, In the myst......

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...I rock in this outdoor cheap chair Its cushion foam like ice cream Half-eaten by the winter mice in storage I don’t mind Don’t need a full seat to see before me The drop off on Torch Lake I......

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...I often write about the ocean. I went to see a museum exhibit, yesterday, “Dutch Art in a Global Age.” The paintings of sailboats on the sea caught my attention. Breathtaking and romantic, admired th......

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... He jumps into his pants gulps down an espresso Fairly flies out the door caught up in the flow Sprints to the corner squeezes onto the bus His name is not ‘Super......

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... I do it often, drag a perfect morning in through the front door of myself and make it a reluctant guest, replace its colors with my own dour palette, drown out its soft voice with noise. I......

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...NOTHING MISSING, NOTHING BROKEN With your head, roll out drums, Mighty trumpets in their stead, And like Eagles soar higher in the sky, The skies of your mind, Do not crumble on vain things,......

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...Little gods inside my heart where pumping blood is an art. With a mind of their own doth these gods call me home. Little gods with golden hair and a quantum halo perfor......

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