Tabletops Poems - Poems about Tabletops

...Rosebuds draft in scarlet, crimson, or maroon, dreams to capture the viewer's point of view, as its blossom's sheath their basis to its prune, magnificent achievers rise in rows queue,......

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...A large green iguana fell out of a tree onto my head. Ohio has no invasive Iguanas. I don't smoke anymore. Right in front of me a speeding red van killed a woman. I have developed an allergic......

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...Fading photographs are strewn across alabaster tabletops, drenched in moonlight streaming through rustling curtains. Snow owls call out to each other through the whistling wind, as flakes of......

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...Cream freshly whipped up Lime zest rests on tabletops Sunlight streaming in......

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...The tinted walls’ filled with paintings - Max, Bull, Fanch, Chen and Noah. The mantel, shelves, tabletops cleared to be lemon-dusted and windex-spritzed. Company’s coming. Lots to be done. Bli......

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...Some people’s homes are sparkling; You could eat right off the floor, With not a speck of dust the mop Decided to ignore. Each day they polish, vacuum, scrub; All surfaces are cleared, The pi......

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...My own gypsy roaming in countless hemispheres A painter who splashes emotions of life’s tones Maybe a lightkeeper flaming a child’s wonder Also, a bookworm awed by enigmatic anti-heroes My siblin......

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...Numbers, numbers, numbers, numbers... Are you numb from all your numbers? Social security, drivers license, identity card numbers Numbers, numbers -- numb from numbers Library card, insur......

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...Age old wisdom scarred not flamed. A dozen baked bees in an hour glass perturbed. And left undisturbed as a minotaur sunbathing on a single blade of grass on a sixty acre lawn. At dusk. At dawn. Week......

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... Wild Blue Land Such wind rushed by nearly blowing me to the side; filling my vision so wide, wide dotted with white puffs, rolling clumps, or whispy streaks of froth; gliding sly......

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...Sometimes it is just too much I am up and want to touch I am jovial and part of the crowd Dancing on tabletops, being so proud Drinking and laughing, I want to stay high Spinning and grinning u......

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...Corridors with wall sized windows are always places of rummage Where copper candlesticks glisten and Wood is polished by dirt particles from strenuous journeys. Everything emits faint smells of Bra......

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...Part I: im sorry that i cant care about you. valiums taste like smarties. i chew up one, then three. cry for help. im sorry i dont give a **** anymore. i have to snort a k-pin to sort myself out. and......

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...Loneliness is having to buy your own calendars and coffee mugs and talking to a TV talk host over ice cream and a paper plate. Loneliness is a heart that roller coasters through a humdrum day ......

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...What does it mean To be brave? I ask myself this as I cascade Coffee, pour the coffee Overloading vacant round things With handles that are supposed to make it easier Make it so much more easie......

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