Tendon Poems - Poems about Tendon

...She snaps like a brine tendon, spilling embryo chords across the basalt shelf. Tongues of nacre split her sides, each vertebra strung with gravid silence. Kelp-blind, she threads the continenta......

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... We came not for conquest, but for containment— though conquest is what happens when containment itches beneath the skin like sulfur spores in a sealed lung. They had the secret. Not gold, n......

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...Pounding at the resonant head of my chest—he of hunger latches his fangs just beneath my jaw— not to sever silence, but to pummel poison. Tissue parts with wet reluctance, he with need more th......

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...How do you build out of context? A river surges upward, defying gravity, twisting like a tendon torn from bone. The sensation is an addict’s final inhale, a stake driven clean through the heart. ......

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... Your eyes a dark archipelago Mysterious then exotic drifting across my shore; I perceive their warmth inviting While those lips blow a tangy flavour- Irresistible, poised to reach for a k......

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...We all get so used to touching skin, that a lot of times we forget how to feel it. We forget what the texture is. We lose the memory of praising every hair, every mole and freckle. Skin is so soft......

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...Alex Honnold free soloed up Half Dome I watched the video from the comfort of my home I marveled at Catherine Destivelle, when Verdon's edge she trod, But in New Haven, East Rock lures the unskill......

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...Act I: Gaze a burning gift of a rainbow kaleidoscope reflecting a passage into the wavering pine of mesmerizing clouds and surreal meadows with candy mushroom tops and valleys of poured sugar. ......

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... ~ for Mom ~ it seems … like yesterday and it seems like forever … I can see them clearly I can feel the soft wrinkles of skin her little hands - clutching the round disc skin as thin as......

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...It arrived yesterday, manifested gradual and absurd, started with the surrounding area dying first, then the original picture of a missing itty bitty bird, levitating and unmovable. More people......

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...I live in a world of brutal ice and cold Despite the temperature being five below... these fingered handy limbs awash with profuse sweat dripping palms analogous to a bloody busted gushing wat......

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...My eyes stare straight, fixated on something in the distance, humming a song that would send chills, if you ever got the chance to listen. A padded cell and a straitjacket, the doctor giving ......

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...Feet patter through the leaves of the oak wood Her breaths frantic blond hair bent back Stops swivels and pivots seeing all she could Body sways and she prays for air to catch Then she see it lu......

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... ~ for Mom ~ it seems … like yesterday and it seems like forever … I can see them clearly I can feel the soft wrinkles of skin her little hands - clutching the round disc skin as thin ......

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...These hands were fashioned for work; these hands are down to earth; These hands have been mingling in the dirt, cleaning the grease and grime and picking up garbage and slime, they pass me on the str......

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