Triangulated Poems - Poems about Triangulated

...It is twenty two o’clock in time Where days without numbers drop A pocket watch falls with broken hands Lost, out of sync with reality There where winds breath in shadows Consumed by the sun’......

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...It is twenty two o’clock in time Where days without numbers drop A pocket watch falls with broken hands Lost, out of sync with reality There where winds breath in shadows Consumed by the sun’......

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...Ink roached infestation didst derive within mice elf Minor emendations to following just posted verse oversight to correct dissatisfaction, yours truly I do curse ah... methinks if hands of ti......

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...Ink roached infestation didst derive within mice elf Thus writer of these words forever mus lee experiencing craving to eat cheese, a milk product eternally preserved within annals, chroni......

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...Eccentric kook's reasonable rhyme zigzags Doggone poet laureate wannabe his index finger wags nonverbally naysaying those, who doubt mine posthumous fame and fortune, which snags eternal reno......

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...Daiya vegan non dairy cheesecake - oh yum! Hard knocks Methacton school alum ofttimes finds ruining his fate while squarely planted on me bum nevertheless felt rightly triangulated flashed mo......

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...Heart Triangle this of mine heart solid ......

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...Once within eternal Time a coffee ground of full-spectral spacious consciousness, Might sink in cold water cups Yet rise to surface in warm oil sublime joyously buoyant juice Happiest to ......

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...Grim reaper scion donned as nodule on lung... Lodged squarely upon corporeal property (i.e. necessary soft tissue) of Amelie Beth Harris-McGeehan mine eldest sister, when medical technician in......

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...I've felt it said here time and again That a personal issue is also about political tissue reconnecting economic responsibilities risks opportunities fiscal annual perennial Centers of ......

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...Icons are funny things, she thought. Heaven feels like a warm light circle when we are thriving and more like a cold dark triangle of weaponed tipping points against me and mine competitive......

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...We are happy about the music, a Mozart serenade that is not too dangerously deep. Somewhere in the night angels are falling off their nightmares, black horse escaping on an ebbing tide. Mozart......

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...Mother would patschke early that day in the kitchen, and recruit any guest, who blindly ambled thru front door suddenly trapped unwittingly squarely (triangulated) into kitchen forcibly impress......

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...Soundlessly ricochet to and fro hither and yon roundly bobbing within squarely donned talking heads of psycho killers, one pyromaniac burning down the crowded house sparking magnificent confla......

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...When Yin was growing down and into belonging still in EarthMother's warm wet womb, she followed her interdependent 0-wheels of enscripted color and sound octaves, Appreciation for multicultura......

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