Tracing Poems - Poems about Tracing

a bubble eyed fly walks down the arm of my chair i trace his footprints...

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Trace my wrist there's something there It has no strings but I don't care I just want to feel your touch Along the neck, trace overmuch Try to trace me out a song Of many parts, that's very long Practice often now, the aim Is one day when you trace your name ...

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I wander through the labyrinth of time, tracing the steps of forgotten dreams, The air heavy with the scent of longing, each breath a memento of what once was, A symphony of sighs, a melody of melancholy, whispering secrets to the night. Beneath the silver gaze of a weary moon, I see the specters of aspirations, Their forms elusive,...

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Hunted. By the humanity of her movement. Still. Then slow…Calculated. Tracing each step of damage, left in her wake. ...

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Somewhere within the misty shroud of heaven A finger, traces angels, in the air Wondering if they are truly present Why they whisper dreams no one can hear Soft tingle of a touch, a gentle “psst” As testy as a lone mosquito’s buzz Torturing the calm of dreamless sleep When asked “why me” the answer is “because” So, sleep in fitful murmurings, and...

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I surface with the morning rain, a night blindness opens its windows one by one. No work to go to so I write casting shadows upon a caged sky. Words appear beneath a curled tongue. I draw a sketch of black bones and white spaces arrange a runic code into a stuttering speech. A percolating coffee pot sounds its reality alarm, but it is far away and I can hardly...

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** SCENES FROM HOME ** The curtain wafts on an open-window’s breezing air, like liquid Blue in the room, bringing beauty with magic’s tracing The woman with her still raining, trickling water-streams Over her calf as she lifts her leg out of the bath Above the call, “Daughter!” to the girl running outside, her Tresses and turquoise skirt flying...

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Trace not your thought’s within the past, not tasting what is forever gone, wasting the mind from looking forward, pleasing no one in the present, wrong is gone and you must go on, Leaving perfection to the perfect, time will never catch up to you, but it will waste away through you, each moment is missed by dreaming, take the real and give it...

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From the moment my fingers traced my skin Til the second I moaned, It was your face on my mind For 'Be Mine' Contest by Regina McIntosh...

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i had some vague dream god gave me a blank canvas to reshape my life but after many attempts one pattern kept emerging Bite Size Poem no.9 Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Line Gauthier Syllable counter ps 5/7/5/7/7 24/6/2021...

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C-ontact tracing is fully R-ealized, made, and done; A-trocious ailment of lungs I-s just over and G-one. M-ask in a fighter's face I-s awesome and amazing; Z-one of contagion is E-rased by contact tracing. Topic: Birthday of poet Craig Mize (June 17)...

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Trace these thought’s and find them Creating our memories sublime Let your mind wander Searching through it to find mine Place your tender lips upon these Let our tongues meet in heaven Tasting the richness of our souls Let there be no other question This Love shall never Decay Contest: Writing Challenge - Decay Sponsored by: Constance La France Date Created: 09/21/2020...

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As winter winds pass harshly by, from chilled room the slate sky I see, long for the time when I’ll be free. I wish the dark days bid goodbye, scent of spring in breeze starts to flow, as the dawn sky begins to glow. When silk clouds will spread wings to fly on my meadow in sunrise glare, I’ll know love is in...

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felon fate fostered feigning flimsy clusters voluptuous verge drown cremating callous clown dark dribbles birthed hampered hankerings hoisted moaning mists raved foiling rusty rage wanky will wailed meagre moans masticated voluptuous vying hibernated bruised bugs perfected porous pulses oozed tracing taunted tune. '20:04:29:19:15 Note: Of voluptuous verge....

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