Taping Poems - Poems about Taping

...At 13, I used old tissue paper to craft my best friend her wedding veil— a drapery, thrown together in a flurry, taping together parchment scraps, fragile and pale. I ripped my old notes to ......

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...Former champions (World Heavyweight and Tag Team champions) were managed by manager Solfege Virtuoso. Trying to regain their now lossed titles the manger withdrew them from contention and disallo......

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...Gluey aftersight here is a drunken police officer loved by a friendless prostitute here is Chinese opium den taping around your eyes Here is a boy loved by many adored by the crowd a lonely ......

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...Long time Shelton, Washington transplants... also known as noteworthy Trader Joe's patrons bass sic lee did treble themselves conducting taping jam session assembling (boxing), compiling, and......

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...Becoming the prey I’m melting away like a 5 foot wick To show a skeleton of who was once the author Now the pencil tips break and the pens ink tends to escape My eyelids worked overtime as haza......

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...The Newly United Worlds Champion: I signed a contract weeks ago thinking I would be champion by the time this bout came along. The former champion Kata fought his way into contention and demanded me......

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...Joe Bonamassa is famous for more than just guitar skills. but as for the lovely array of ancient antiques, His "Nerdville" house is filled with tools and artifacts. Joe Bonamassa han......

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...The narrative twists as I watch Almost from a third person perspective Everything tightens to say "It's your fault, it's your fault, it's your fault" Binding and twisting and turning Til I'm tie......

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...There was an old man from Missouri. Biting his nails, he tended to worry. Taping his fingers to stop the bad habit, he switched to candy wherever he could grab it, and once he was full, he alway......

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..."I'm a vessel I'm a temple of the Holy Spirit I'm a vessel taping me feel me I'm a container a receptacle suppository a drum have not any disintegrating bones and dust I am not ......

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...SOMETHING I WROTE BY EYE THOUGHTS, THE SILENCE OF LOOSE CHANGE, 12:00 P.M. THE SILENCE FILLS THE AREA ROOM, MY CONTINUE THOUGHTS,SOMETHING CONTINUES TO RESUME, TO STEAL MY THOUGHTS,MY WAL......

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...Haven't got time for those cynical people They're never gonna drag me down Life's too short for whining and complaining In their own negativity they drown For twenty-four seven it's non......

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...I refuse to cease writing these words though all my bones have been broken splintered and shattered like puzzle pieces scattered on a tabletop their pointy ends piercing every muscle each tim......

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...It’s the Cocker Spaniels this time the media screams I roll my eyes, wondering when the cats will get some blame Or the monkeys, cheetahs, sharks or giraffes They are diabolical, plotting your dea......

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...How supreme the images portray Painted in only white canvases on display No vibrant pigments of differences Cultures or brush strokes of excellences How dull the mind of multitudes Who judge the......

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