Sunglasses Poems - Poems about Sunglasses

They love her eyes She, too, loves them Those sunglasses Soft grasses Lofting moments High in the air Buying time On the windows Large and small On the beach In the dancing hall On waves Dwarf and tall No brawl No gall In sunglasses Just alone In a safe zone No cellphone No hailstones No...

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(a story in senryu stanzas) I get migraines. - lucky me - glare can set me off within seconds. I always have a pair of dark, polarized shades with me - it’s a quirk. When I was fourteen, we lived in Shenzhen, China very near Macau. Macau, China, the “Las Vegas” of Asia, is the home of glare. The Ritz-Carlton, has a glittering galaxy of bright chandeliers. Those chandeliers move, their silhouettes...

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I thought these sunglasses were cool and wore so well But if you look closely, one can see they have a dark story to tell A story of lies, deception, disrespect, and co-dependency The artificial comfort of having them and the sick complacency You know, I thought everything was cool But now I see I was just the...

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Why do you wear shades inside? Is there something you're trying to hide? There is no sunlight here Only shade, so sun damage you shouldn't fear If the light inside is too bright, say no more I can easily flip the switch, and that's for sure Tell me, why do you casually strut in a room with them on when big...

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I was at a friend's pool after school. She loaned me this impossibly tiny bathing suit I looked at it skeptically but I didn’t ask whose it was. It smelled faintly of chlorine. we were supposed to be alone her older brother came home his eyes settled on my skin like a wash of immediate sunburn It was awkward and thrilling to...

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I knew a young lad from the village of Trent He wore dark sunglasses wherever he went Ladies couldn't see his blues, So they focused on his fuse 'Til one day his vision was entirely spent. written November 30, 2021...

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Sunglasses We parked around the corner from the ink shop I wore sunglasses, they are no good for seeing details didn´t see the shop. I walked and walked till I could not walk more no shop, I had to walk back whence I came. Mild panic set in, am I so old I need a label so people people can take me...

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Wearing sunglasses on a cloudy day elections are honest if they go their way Being vegan on Thanksgiving better change the way your living The elevator only goes to the ground floor with only one story do you need more If you don't look will you see keep justice blind but never we A punish list of those you hate easier than trying to...

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M-orning has just broken, A-s she wakes from slumber; R-ising sun after the night G-ives warmth to the weather. I-t's a beautiful Friday, fog, haze, and mist diminish; E-vening chill disappears, as the raindrops vanish. T-he burning beacon ascends A-bove the horizon; D-ark shadows fade away, U-nderneath the crimson. R-adiant rays up high A-re shining twentieth January; N-ever ignore to behold...

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bright pink fingernails a straw hat low on her brow cool in sunglasses at summer's hot verge beneath a green tree calm breeze wild waves crash nearby shadows of August in the midst of reign of gold mysterious girl...

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Sun baked earth, yet another summer Preheated oven burns, my sticky hour. Sunglasses hide me,"Did I really love her?" Sweet lemonade,... tastes bitter and sour. 8th May 2019 Sponsor Caren Krutsinger Contest Name "Summer Quatrain"...

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If you need proof that every soul Is at war with itself, Look no further than your sunglasses. That in the darkest hour of night We pray for dawn to break To chase the shadows away And illuminate your spirit. What do you do? What have I done? That dearest beseeched ray of day Finally hops the fence and is found To be too damn...

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I have sunglasses that let you see Only the things that you want to see! "You're mistaken," you say, "They're just regular shades!" And I say, "That's my point precisely!"...

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Yes, I know, it is all an illusion The way my sun-like eyes see: For these glasses paint in gold The wreckage and ruin around me. This may be the wrong way To live my sorry life Finding golden glimmers even as I hold a glinting knife, But the world that I see Whenever I try to see what's real: It is broken, dreary, dead, Much...

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Wearing sunglasses He wants me to find The sunglasses...

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