Tows Poems - Poems about Tows

...Stuck out on a highway between reality and truth The status quo of transience allures as it deludes Looking for an exit ramp to slow my troubles down Each sign I see in bold relie......

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...Are you ready? I mean, are you REALLY ready for some football? Are you ready for some yelling, some fun, some cussing, some drinking, partying and tailgating? Are you ready for some fussing, so......

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... O, I see you're coming back to Ella of the Cedar's Tale, more and amore, as she gets between your skin, like a beetle at bore. Lang-wishing, fang-wishing her wiggle, ......

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...Her eyes scream silver carnage, The glitter of white death, The glare of shining ice In the gloom of coffee shop forenoon. Clouds obscure the sun As pain destroys his lungs, Searing orb light ......

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...Glistening sun and cobblestone streets Towering cathedrals and blistering feet Walking past shops gelato in hand Mom steps into a church as usual, unplanned Altars rise a bove us, stained glass i......

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...The essential constituents of captivating charisma align with the fabric of consuming sincerity, find the adornment of internal beauty spread invisible film on deceptive external ugliness......

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...Leaves of gold and bronze, Fill the palace in half, And flowers with alluring scents, Fill the other half. Ruled by a Queen with an iron fist, Her eyes alight with a playful glint, She likes ......

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...At midnight, I walk along the shore, Hear the lurching of the creaky barges Plowing through the dim-reflected light, Hear the mates calling to each other From the tows before settling down......

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...Like thunder scolds the big trucks roll eighteen wheelers rumbling turning, rounded tumblings static cling above the blacktop sounds; each load heavy and unmarked catastrophic diesel spark......

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...our reckless aviator dives upon the Zeppelin don't worry darlin I'll just put the tip in a lethal hilarity aimed at the hoarders of wealth the value of their possessions a layer of ash will redee......

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...Blackberries start as white dots in a sea of thorns The flower will fade, and a green berry will join Protected, it will grow and be pink Safe from even a massacring mink Larger, it will swell un......

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...Creating avatars in political and law reality, contracts and controlling stability. Modus vivendi where the money flows, oceans of spirit fears in tows. Irresponsible silence of motions, honored......

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..."THE BUTTERFLY CATCHER." Chicano face. California. closer to death. he just pulled up to a house where the car he's about to tow sits. he tows a lot of cars, talks to people every day. h......

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...ARROWS & TOMORROW We sow It grow With hoe? God knows It shows We pose Hell rose So low Shooting arrows Bleeding rose Bloody nose Oh no! My marrow Ahhhw!!! Pain, slow, This arrow Bo......

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...Inside the water where they float or sway in their rusting roots are horse tackle, buggies, unhinged parts of eighteen wheelers, a girl on a tricycle, her bones still cycling in the drifting m......

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