Talk About Poems - Poems about Talk About

It’s not on skin, but somewhere deeper— buried beneath smiles we rehearse in mirrors. A silent bruise, left by words never said, moments never shared, goodbyes that came too early. It lingers in quiet rooms, echoes in familiar songs, tugs at your heart when...

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Let's talk about the picturesque beauty of autumn Of the chiming bells of the Angelus Of the flowers once pretty and strong, on the lawn Oh! Autumn, you are a very superb season! Let's talk about the petals and sepals fallen from the sky Where the trees are stunned and almost undressed And the astonished birds which have fallen from the...

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Il existe une confiture de myrtilles, Ne parlons pas de la succulente confitures de mûres, De la marmelade d’oranges, de la confiture de rhubarbe, Il existe des confitures rouges, des confitures vertes, Une parenthèse exquise, la compote de pommes, Il existe de la confiture de prunes, de reine claude, De la confiture de poires, ou de fruits d’automne La confiture de fraises...

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old man invited me to lunch I was young; he was an ancient antique what would we talk about? I asked. Anything you want, he replied. I felt weird about it. I was young, cute sexy, sassy. He was old, stooped, gray, wrinkled. I said “Maybe another time.” He knew I was lying. Gave me a sad look Fifty years later I remember his look...

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Dear uncle, what can I say at the twilight of my life about the things you did to me About a time of my youth when I could barely talk, let alone write poetry We were family so I was told as they gave away my bedroom and accommodated you and your entire family Backbone...

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One, two, three, four, five. Close eyes Deep breath Mind’s silent now. One, two, three, four, five. Open eyes Grass Fabric Tree Bird Sour Grounded now. One, two, three, four, five. Close eyes Deep breath Try again tomorrow.  ...

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To my beloved, when the language of romance fades into rivulets rippling with reddish rage… Before your petal like nature withers in the subsequent storm, remember…. In my loneliness, I gather thorns and thistles, immune to their twinges. I've become too reluctant to thrive amidst jinxed jewels veiled in cracked constellations. ...

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------------------- Raging murmurs of night's incensed flame Release my soul from time's lonely contempt; I pour groans, greased bills for this secret craving That my mouth, in disguise, words play About sweet babbles, once again To incite passion quite crude of fleeting trysts. Pump upon pump of sighs quench the emptiness Just for now...my hunt for company Loitering on...

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I decide to take my dog to the park on this beautiful warm sunny day, and sit under one of the gazebo's picnic table-benches to enlighten some inspirational true creative writing. Sun beats down, bellowing clouds at a standstill. Breeze weaves through limbs making the leaves slightly wave. Grass sparkles in the dapple shades creating...

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A seed of love rests dormant in my heart. Unable to get it sprout on fertile grounds, It still lies thick and hard like a dried nut. Can I hope, a cool shower of rain will soak it, Causing it to sprout, strike roots and grow into a plant? Now I am crushed under the marauding wheels, Of a nameless pain,...

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I'm proud of you, And I love you. You are: Calm, Confident, Kind Well-reasoned, Reserved, Gentle, Humble, Thoughtful, Intelligent, Insightful, Observant, And Articulate. You exercise sound judgment, And have a good sense of humor. You are independent. Repeatedly, you've shown You can make a plan And execute it. You've found a kind, intelligent, empathic mate. This is what I can see from the outside. Inside you, I'm sure there is more to know and love. You...

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birds sang sweetly as I stood at the family tomb inherited my hair a flowing river in the wind heart drowning ...

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The moistened meadow of my heart dries desolate like a desert. The climbing cloud of parched passion doesn’t come low with the mystique shadow, makes my overcast mind morose. My halcyon horizon waits for the southern wind to blow, brings from the fervent sparkling sky your sequined charisma below to swathe my shades of blues. In the surge...

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I COULDN’T TALK ABOUT IT SO I WROTE A POEM I couldn't talk about it, so I wrote a poem Struggling to let my emotions finally flow Out into the world where others may read My words that being so bright may even blind Not only others but also my natural reserve The feelings and thoughts that explode in me Cascading down...

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Hard work and success go together, As a human being, we are recognized with awards and honors, But there are many creatures in the world, Those who work very hard, never recognized, but achieve their goals. The ants, with their tiny bodies and mighty strength, Toil tirelessly, hoping they will never lose, They carry burdens,...

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