Swerving Poems - Poems about Swerving

...Expectations brings about self deprecations, sometimes I wonder if the thoughts running through my head are my own or somebody else’s? The world lives in constant turmoil, waves crashi......

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... A sudden drizzle gushed along the street, That I wiggled out , romping and playing In my cotton jumpshirt as summer cooled, To allow a downpour of monsoon rain. Swerving through puddles w......

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... Night stampedes wind-horses. I edgily negotiate the sharp corners of swerving shadows. The hind hoof of a doe slaps the reflection of my startled face, the Chevy twitches, plows on -......

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... “The silence fades with a soft embrace” in the undulating landscape with swerving life stream. The concert of murmur cascades with mesmeric melody in the rapture ripples of the whispe......

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...Two scales must balance for unfaulty and accurate evidence, the relationship between God and Humankind must stand; where impetus winds originate, there must be a justiciable cause to sustain su......

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...Last night we all might have had something concerning the marksmanshiping of war. The waves then might differ pulsating, cresting, rising and falling both in tides and others?. Last n......

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... In luxuriant terrane of verdant sprouts opulent golden understory unveiled, stemmed by swerving jade blades, entwining the pairs of legs petrified within the maze of floral profusion. The bl......

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... The cascading stream murmurs mystically as it flows across the pulsating plateau, and through the swathing sprawling forest, fostering emerald opulence to the ultimate, that splashes silve......

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...Sparkles of faerie wings flit past the pink tulips Sweeping and swerving, frisky faerie flips Daffodil is jealous of this marvelous mythical attention Pokes fun at floral’s spring gardening conven......

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...Morning Turns the Page Night lies softly across the beach, as delicate as a black, silken scarf, while, underneath its dark veil, the sea is blue tissue paper with whitened finger tips wrapp......

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...Observe Your serve, When you're on the last nerve, Your mind Leaves the preserve, Swerving into Emotional reserves, Be sure to observe what you serve, As you swerve into a dangerous curve, You ......

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...My mother was catatonic, symphonic chronic is what I smoke. Livinin it bougie, choosin floosies no uzis and then I choke. You can be me, insane cerebral cortex is just what I feel. Living pervy s......

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...We paused for a snack And threw them all back Got in the car But didn't drive very far We stopped down the street At a ducked away park We took off our shoes And played in the creek befo......

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...Such a harsh gelid sprechgesang filled with such soprano snowflakes bitter whistling but so very beautiful melodies change with the temperature emotions fall and form a blizzard the wind’s ech......

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...Car speeding, swerving as it's approaching the big, red sign. The voice in my head defies traffic laws, knowing I should stop, yet I continue on, seeking euphoria, swerving a bus. Little d......

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