Stenciled Poems - Poems about Stenciled

...On the parlor wall, a canvas frame Adorned with whispers of a fascist game A warped impression, born of decadence and sleep The perfect lie, where dreams and nightmares creep A stenciled gir......

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...I wanna trade in my stubby spindleshanks..., (a poor excuse for legs), and get me the latest sophisticated prosthetics advancements, whereat integration of cultured stem cells into custom made......

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...Sassy sobriquets schooled sissy spindleshanks... studious sexagenarian skinny scruffy scribe My utmost humblest apology for inducing the following cerebral calisthenics upon your cranium, but ......

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...Gift a wash basin wrappèd in foil A wish unheard for it was and diapers soiled stenciled pencil on scetchpads waning lips Of full moons curse and syringe tips On a heart of wanting kids no more ......

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...If only I could sketch landscapes and moors. I'd paint hillsides yellow and fill them in gorse. I'd use a fine needle and the core green pose. In between, stitch a line of grass on the......

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...Tea kettle steam and curtseys greet queenly company. "Quaint" dainty danishes are dazzlingly displayed with quintessential utensils and dishes. Stenciled place cards display exclusive names. Resp......

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...Private Residence Sign at the gate – no solicitors – Beyond the rosewood door sanctuary in seclusion Untouched by hands racing round A face framed by chimes and alarms – Measures of mincing mi......

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...Sassy sobriquets schooled sissy spindleshanks... studious skinny scruffy scribe Scathing, scolding, screaming, scorning, searing, sing, sociopathic sarin soaked skewed squirt, sputtering, squa......

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...New year. New dreams. New fears. Shackled by a future that is uncertain of promises. The fear Of losing the pages, the years of poetry stenciled on a heart that is too afraid to believe In th......

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... I was double aged in a gun barrel Thirty silver pieces was gone in sixty trigger seconds White smoke, blue flame Crimson puddles of scarlet pain Crooked arch shot fear darts fr......

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...Drenched of hell’s insanities Sending chills this tortured spine, as aches precede the worded fiction Sorted truth does rest sublime beneath the light of benediction Broken drea......

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...traces of snow, black earth, roots of devils hands that grasp at frost, walls stenciled with cold growth; a far dog coughs open a winter sunday, but we are scared to peek under the crust, so w......

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...Man so mighty and wise still has to define this that another living being's life has the same value as his Boasted, brazened written in stone raised above these highest places where powe......

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...A CFO chased cheaper resumes into my severance of free days. Safe in winter with my kids and Blue’s Clues, til Spring brought out the perks of community dues. Dawned smiles a first morning’s rema......

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...Sixties Secret Agent In black and orange inks some wag had stenciled, "no need for tests - for use on dinks". Gung-ho. Can-do. Make war, not love. You hit puberty, and find you're the big......

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