Staked Poems - Poems about Staked

...With an ingenuine saccharine la-di-da The hoity toity woman said “hi” to ma A want to be royal, an aristocrat stated poser, false Sheila name of Pat My brother was smitten right away He gave h......

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...Twenty years elapsed since Harriet Harris, née Kuritsky gave up the ghost ~ May 5th, 2004 Often these days the following genuine sentiment Matthew Scott Harris doth wish to share one son, cuz ......

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...Give me anguish that feels like my heart has been staked, Give me betrayal, entrapment, and hatred of my race. Give me shame, humiliation, and painful disgrace, But please oh please spare me, a pr......

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...BEING AN INFORMANT UNDERCOVER DOPE FIEND HAD A FEW PERKS ESPECIALLY FOR MY ABUSIVE EX HUSBAND HE DID ODD JOBS FOR CIRO AND HIS PARTNER LARRY MOVING VIDEO MACHINES FENCING WEAPONS CIRO HAD STORED IN H......

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...I've always had the sneaking suspicion I'd never grow old. I'm decaying prematurely, slowly rotting in my core with every mind-numbing day. "Why must every good thing get ruined?" Home is no long......

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...It’s been 10 years since you last saw me. I’m softer. Matured. Unrecognizable. And yet the feeling of your roaming eyes still darkens my skin, the phantom sensations making me retch. Your vile i......

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...With a face full of anguish he walks a lonely street at night. No room for tomorrow in his world. Today is just a fight. Sadness stripped the bones clothes hang upon his frame Heartache drips from......

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...The evening stars were gone, replaced by a spreading, ominous purple bruise of cloud. When the wind rose, in sudden violent crisscrossing gusts, everything went into motion. White cabanas shook......

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... On the outskirts of a long-abandoned country town beyond the crumbling headstones and elmwood trees is mounted a dark dismal figure of what used to be a scarecrow whose limbs flail in Autumn's b......

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...His mean bulging eyes stare at me from behind the screen, and from the look on his face you could see that he has been meddling with my midnight dreams, for twelve long hours he penetrates the screen......

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... My pearls are turning red. Diamonds crumble when no one weds. Scarlet Dove feathers are plucked for beds. When there are rumors of war and dread. The streetlights are burning red. Water......

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...In a foreign lush green sprawling land A patchwork carpet stitched together In shades of tawny browns yellows and green Rugged rock forest and wind-swept moor Is a awe-inspiring spectacle to be s......

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...In the tempest of our love, I stood my ground, Embracing the whirlwind, the chaos unbound. Through the agony, the tears that drowned, I clung to you, in love profound. I cherished you with a ferv......

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...dusk settles on an Anglican Shrub vespertine is downy down upon the vertical horizon spring like frost is unraveling toward a sunset on its late afternoon decline at this stage of early-black t......

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..."This is believed to be a version that I'd furthered a bit more," ... by Poet Sing a song of gone-byes, A pocket golden watch. Four and twenty hours Staked as top-notch. When the......

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