Thuds Poems - Poems about Thuds

...Doctor blinks, breath caught, face goes still. “Oh,” he says, voice sharp, split. Hands tremble near charts, numbers all wrong. Room spins quiet, cold like a grave. Chest tightens, heartbeat thud......

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...Grey skies in March as I walk through the littered yard. The grass is brown. No one sees me except the man across the alley loading scrap into his pick-up. We talk weather— snow two days ag......

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... An echo of footsteps fill the serene salty air, muffled thuds like faint taps in slow motion, moving in a somber sonata over a creaking pier. The bitter breeze is a harbinger of forthcom......

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... "I am no more witch than you are; and if you take away my life, God will give you blood to drink." —Sarah Good, July 19, 1692, before her execution during the Salem witch trials I tell mysel......

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...I am flowered in the shade of bird wings neath patch of deep sadness absent of clouds beholden to loosen memories mist filtered cell charged energies their liberal release bars that s......

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... Live music leaves me enthralled as thuds of a drum, the intricate fondling from saxophone notes blast these veins until intoxicated head convulses when euphoric tunes pump in unabated-- jaz......

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...I asked my brother, how does her Face seem to you? Do you see Extraordinary or beautiful? I think She is the EPITOME of my sacred Dreams! And when she smiles.... I see EVERYTHING LIT like LOVE......

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...Bike to ramp and from ramp to tree In just a second you can feel the hit Hanging midair is a time of glee Adrenaline rush with teeth a’grit Grasping his precious jewels The tens unit clung C......

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...She wanted to go back to the place that expelled her- Octopode ink on a birth certificate. Black smoke, not blue, Dark smatter hid from view Pale pink sunrise Baby blue skies... It rained th......

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...For long I have been an aimless vagabond I strayed far, the world being enormously wide. Traveling to lands foreign, I searched my fortune. At the end, fed up with all that was alien, ......

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...I run my hand through my coal colored hair. I blink the tears out of my dirty eyes. I pick the skin on my caramel arms. I fight the thoughts in my weighed brain. I freeze as i hear the poisoned y......

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...She stood upon her weary raft Oar in her hand dipped in dark bath With every row she rippled suds Within the shadows deep as bloods Traversing dead lilies and stenching muds Oar scraping roo......

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..."When I stare out into the sea, watching its changing moods, I see the reflection of life there and think of life's tumult and tussle on one side and its ease and peace on the other." _ By Poet ......

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...For my outstanding printer, an ode to you (for days, you've spoken not a word. No heaves, or thuds, or reluctant clues you sit silently, and I'm feeling awkward) to my faithful friend, ......

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... "Crocodili" I swim in your holy water basic rules for survival shed the skin like a baptism immersed in saltwater the lower vibration lifted removed from th......

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