Tubular Poems - Poems about Tubular

... Like A Moth Attracted to Glow Tethered Bonds Starved of Light Cannot Grow Denied Accessed, Insouciant Persona At Best I Imagined My Savior Ambivalent, Celibate Soul, Core Suppressed I've neve......

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...As an easy pushover and soft touch lamenting my demise Vultures swooped overhead and preyed on my vulnerabilities forcing me to carrion camping as fine young cannibals sharpened their knives an......

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...“The patience of Job” applied as an idiom that means to have great patience or endurance in the face of suffering. It's used to describe someone who perseveres through many problems or hardships. ......

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...A (starry eyed) burst of creativity... at approximately a painfully early o'clock in the morning give or take an o'clock found yours truly (me) amassing line after line of a poem crazily coal......

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...Yours truly (me) just got acclimated to writing 2024... whenever I needed to append the date to a document Though the situation infrequently arose for me to incorporate the year (2024 in this ca......

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... THE MAN WHO KILLED THE WORLD It was there, then it was gone. A swirling mass of white and topaz rotating in an inky expanse gone. Vanished, right before my eyes. My home my family my co......

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...This December 17th, 2024... alternately titled: a literary retrospective when holiday times living hand to mouth in Penn Valley fraught with slim pickings and yours truly felt utterly miserable th......

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...Who actually is like us The modern world you see today Right before your eyes, Who done this and who done that Well you’re in for a wee surprise. From the Bank of England to the Bank of France......

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...It smells like pickles green in Autumn Aromas arise like Frankenstein in formaldehyde Tubular, somewhat spiny, objects plump Ready to be plucked at midnight Be not pickled in perpetuity Be not......

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...In the mists of the giant bark beneath rise old growth saplings out of crag and earth, where tumbles an ancient evergreen leaf from that marvel of great and splendid girth. That footing s......

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...You are the stuff my culinary dreams are made of. Unending shapes and sizes. From skinny linguini to the rounded orecchiette and squiggly fusilli. As my tongue tastes morsels of your sau......

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...By George (burn hing* hard), I Shaw tried to be a stinking playwright offers his unsolicited tidbits as scene courtesy the following virtually staged philosophical insight. Arch back like......

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...Eye cannot envision not wearing glasses Ever since second grade an ever stronger prescription for nearsightedness donned my countenance, cuz myopia (inherited courtesy both parents) rendered m......

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...After President Joe Robinette Biden Junior withdrew from the presidential race... Planet earth (the Mother of all) breathed a collective and palpable sigh of relief, and I too deeply exhaled, ......

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...Lovely enchantress of cyberspace Betwixt and between us lies an immense untraversable realm of never knowable forbidding possibilities quixotic, rhapsodic, sympathetic, telepathic..., where ta......

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