Suck In Poems - Poems about Suck In

... this is a true if near impossible contest how can you write a poem about mourning and honouring the ones deceased in a war without it being somewhat political you do not have to be a feminist......

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...{"You mugged out all of the resonant voices whispering in your head, you summoned them to go noiseless against your cranium. You beseeched not to be an overthinker, nor to forge as one of them. It wa......

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...{“When I dunk my head in holy water, to rid myself of your poison. Hatred circuits through my veins at the delusional expectancy I have clasped. I let my nucleus out of its solitary incarceration; a ......

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...Our best resource taken-in and stored, is Love Imperishable: that which we dearly do, say, suck-in and breathe out -- prospering the heart, mind and soul – substance of love; charges of lov......

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... The time-space continuum, containing God particles of wonder, defined the nucleus of nascent creation in the eternal niche of nothingness. The collapsed stars of the cosmos, the high grav......

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..."I'm short I'm fat I'm a wh*re My a*s is too flat I b*tch too much And play too little I'm nothing but a sl*t Who f*ks for crystal I'm never happy Always sad My hair is too nappy I o......

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...We enjoy reading poems from the past. They describe those ages, their horrors. Should we regret delectation as we suck in, and smile at, repugnance, misery, sadness? Should we repel such poems ......

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...The mute sense dazed by trance adrift elusive, never wavers a moment to lacerate the endangered dormant psyche unwary. Contrived by passion dream of pale possession, sapped by nascent sunrays cur......

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...Hook, reel in, gaff and bludgeon; no need to hurry it’s only a fish, but I wonder does that little brain in that big head, think? Does it know this gagging sky as its gills franticly suck in a......

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...I wonder why bereaved people even bother with mourning clothes when the grief itself provides such an unmistakable wardrobe. Jandy Nelson What I scribe......

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...Once, I saw rainbows Across the tear washed sky, Their iridescent gleam Slanting down on the waters below, Buds burgeoning on every branch, Flowers opening their delicate folds, ......

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...Before me sight I Halting Dump And I need to over it jump. If my zeal be crushed into powder, You wouldn’t see a face prouder. Just asking that you retain The Lamp That makes A Champ of An A......

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...when my winnings hit the news, relatives climbed into my windows. great aunts and uncles, sixth cousins, uncles twice removed. some families stormed over to demand their due with no connection. yo......

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...She draws me down into her waters where the brave only wish to be drowning in a deep connection her contours are all I need my fingers splash against her body and I suck in her gifts of life ......

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...Mute and fastidious enlivening womb, Blood red zygote is tied in a strange bloom. Umbilical strands, mysterious quagmire. Once undetectable vitality is now seed hire.  Wrapped in th......

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