Torsos Poems - Poems about Torsos

... Is dance a metaphor for sex? You’d think so if you knew my ex (at least the barflies all believe she’s hoarding something up her sleeve). But what makes people want to dance? An aural frenzy? ......

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...fight fight fight fight the battle cry is loud fists pump into the air I am startled by the two giants approaching the fire they are full of tattoos; from necks all the way down their arms and......

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...Bechstein, Blüthner, Steinway or Fazioli, even an archaic Pianoforti, long had he craved to play them all. He was in love with their shape and sheen, their sweeping contours, their circuit bodies......

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...Like many poets before, I have tried all which-way not to measure love – not to price love~ Like a post office puts sentiment to a ruler meters jewelry purchased, already with the weight of gri......

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...Deposited, held in Amazon's Adonis arms Hidden inhospitably stashed, kite shadow Curled furtive, stairway stupefied windshield Hallucinations lag languished in amusement Monk......

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...I seldom take a book with me more reading entertainment watching others turn their pages, body-language a literary giveaway the positioning of their heads how torsos are tilted right or left......

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...Rampant and endemic police brutality... flourishes against United States citizens of color going on three years post George Floyd short lived heightened awareness when #blacklivesmatter in......

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...Handsomest man under the Milky Way Caught me drifting to display Fashion with a line unique Blues, Funk and Soul musique Mannequins with big torsos Ranges of clean custom clothes Breathing co......

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.... Locked Yes locked her tumescent to mine I felt her rapid breathe As Mine dukes ......

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...Slaughter amongst the slag heaps Bodies bowed over barb wire Screeching, screaming artillery arching above soon to descend amputating limbs shattering skulls blood and brains splattering stai......

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...Was it day, was it night? shufflings, packed with arms, legs, heads, torsos handled like cattle on a train car, ready to move along the tracks; the bodies merge - men, women, teenagers, child......

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...March field snow patched scars deer forage green stubble flirting the ground parsimonious its fast food scarcity Deer raise their heads regard my pr......

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...We've heard all about the stockpiling, the toilet rolls, lettuce and beans, but secretly more of this is going on unnoticed, and behind the scenes. The Government, in our best interests, (which ......

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...Turkish Poetry Translations II Çanakkale Sehitlerine "For the Çanakkale Martyrs" by Mehmet Akif Ersoy loose English translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch Was there ever anything lik......

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...This is my translation of Rainer Maria Rilke's second elegy from his Duino Elegies, which he began composing at Duino Castle in 1912. Second Elegy by Rainer Maria Rilke loose translation/interp......

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