Trudges Poems - Poems about Trudges

...Silly wisps of her raven hair flutter In the winds of the long-short corridor of summer; They snivel with the whims of cosseted sots, Sinking in the futile harmony of winking beasts. Pretty whisk......

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...An anvil hangs above my head Life trudges on in silent dread Watching waiting for the drop Another day it doesn’t stop In restless flux I float unknowing Another dawn the coffee’s flowing Aro......

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...Deep in the desert, on a desolate trek, in the distance trudges a lonely speck. Lost, not knowing where, in this life, he's bound, he has never known the comforting sound of a tender voice, o......

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..."With every fiber of my being, my eyes glimpse at my whole life gone avail and unjust; the sacrifice mother had made before birth was certainly not enough, wish I had gone through the flames of Nor......

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...Can anything be colder than a day When clouds of winter make the sun’s embrace Become a shadow of its former grace And summer’s verdure gives in to decay; When snow like burial garments s......

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..."House of lies, pride and bone, The gauzy instability in my augmentation, I feel the hostility commence deep into my lanes. I prom in the masquerade of the mirror and cannot identify myself as an e......

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...Mr Ragged 2024 The unsteady slow winter moon, trudges towards a freezing night; riding on winds back,of shadows feint, blowing out the days diminishing light, It i......

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... he used to think of himself as a partner father and professional guy yet inside of himself he was lonely despondent isolated from himself a doer controller and protagonist without personal truth ......

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...When bodies turn to ash and float in the wind When whatever makes you, you follows Floating. You left your body, a hollow shell Not you anymore Just bones. We couldn’t get your wife to leave yo......

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...The return to youth was what he brought me back to, but this was the issue. I've attempted leaps and extensions far away from my youth. From its eternal beauty and ego-driven agility and the experien......

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...The Flower Seller Amelia wares un- cuticled painted nails, She hop scotches a pirate on one leg, Tip-toeing long sun cast morning shadows, beneath billowing hand stitched, salty sails; ......

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...In poverty's desperation She finds the old organ Where it's stored under the stair. It belongs to the man who is gone Leaving her and his children alone, This cold winter turned into despair. ......

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...Life keeps going to find his purpose he strolls across verdant plains and trudges up the hills sometimes dejection follows rejection and distress darkness engulfs and something spooky em......

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...“when that that never was dies ~ consciousness flies to new highs” we walk on a lonely road alone in the midst of a crowd each soul trudges under a heavy cross fake smiles c......

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...Hello, I’m Lenny and I’m a ghost. Out walking the dog, My iPod playing my favourite music, I never saw or heard the speeding car. Jess barked, I looked up. For a moment I stared into the drive......

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