Straight As A Die Poems - Poems about Straight As A Die

...1.) Gutter bed for a hope held ransom, Three bottles opened, Drunk reflections of my mirror got me feeling handsome. Can’t go a day. I can’t go a day without a glass handful of rum. Funny ......

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...Bent askew, with shadow straight as a die reflecting my every move and mood I dwelt upon the hidden grace of being bent. For curved things are strangely stronger than straight things, so rare in ......

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...'He was a funny old bugger', they all agreed as Riley was laid in his grave, 'I believe he had a wife somewhere', said someone else in the nave. 'Two sons and a daughter', another said, 'I believe ......

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...Red and black lights ping off the glass, Inviting her up to the door, Into a world noone taught her in school, To a world where she wants so much more, More life, more lessons, more tools of ......

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...Two lines in his head as straight as a die, Lead hard through the cold and the dark, Between the cliff walls of grime covered stone, Through tunnels carved straight out of rock, To the light at......

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...Back in the day when kids could just play Without the fear of being stolen away, We would be out at almost first light Only in for our meals until it were night. Football and cricket both in thei......

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...Romeo Jaxx had a friend for a fool So he never thought "Baby's in love." He fought for his rights and he slept through your dreams With his self-centred wolverine paralysed Drove out of the c......

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...forgive an walk, talk this talk, get rid of the nagging pain, yes poetry does squeak n squalk, when loves thoughts sear again, but catch her eye, straight as a die, don't let her get......

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... Life brings us to so many corners When we were young we never knew they existed It's how we tackle those corners Some straighten, whilst others stay twisted Everyone deserves to be ha......

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...Dust motes swirled a pirouette, ponderous stardust in the light shaft capture, straight as a die; fired to my chest from the crack in the tiles' armour, right on target, unnerved my eye. Lase......

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...My mind hurts, what are You to Me? My mouth blurts, it mumbles; what are these thoughts thinking of thy? In peculiar ways, you’re stunning, never a bore, you “straight fly”; to die I would, to sav......

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