Unabashed Poems - Poems about Unabashed

...When I hear a titter it always makes me sad for it seems repressed afraid to show its' voice A normal quiet laugh is a little better still unsure of its' reception But a good ole belly laugh ......

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...* Streaming dust specks of his aura left as evidence A celestial being formed of stardust * To adorn him any less of his scintillating charm, his signature star walk, or shimmering trails, * ......

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...And so, how it feels to wait ? Is it parallel to being in July Or Is it parallel to being the last raindrop Lingering all the while for it's turn to fall, patter and burn Or is it alike an ey......

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... As the trees reach to the sky A cool spring breeze whispers to each flickering leaf welcoming new green Limbs swaying, rain lightly pelting the roof and the grass The unabashed joy......

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...When debate gets personal and inflamed, You cry: 'Why can't you talk like an adult?' 'Why can't you engage in adult conversation, without the claptrap, rants and rage with hurls of abuse and name......

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... Each day... A page freshly written across the face of time. Each kiss... A new excitement to thrill and tantalize. Each touch... Caresses every moment with silent words of love. Each syllable.......

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... I once made a stranger bleed out from his eyes After transcribing his skeleton, and then reading His scratched-up bones back to him. I was thirteen when it happened, English class When I fi......

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...I was beguiled; you were then a flower child; veiled in Cyclamen opus of allure; siren to men. I stared, unsure; unabashed, you smiled, our thoughts, impure.......

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...At the crossroads between nights and longing, He carries within him a season forgotten, With a liver like sodden earth, chilled beneath dead leaves, Viscera stirred by the silvery thrill of the vo......

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...emotions made manifest arrayed displayed & art essayed with poignant passion slashed on my canvas* unabashed. driven by this creative itch each day to PS to post a word tapestry to stitch &......

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...Beneath the host of silence that pierces with the harshness of refusal, A timid odyssey of splendor quietly sharpens its echo. For in the depths of oceans of lamentation hidden, Rests a crystal of......

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... Oh lonesome winter of abandoned wood With branches so empty of April green Your alabaster heart, misunderstood In keeping a beauty by most unseen I too have been called icy and aloof Lacki......

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...I keep beauty, strength, and resilience Wrapped around my arm I see grace, love, and motherhood Dancing in a smile I see the scars on her soul And the pain of her past The tears behind the laug......

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... Coldest day yet, 'fore new bairn was christened, mother's muse foretold as hearth embers failed. Scripture held tight, she quietly listened, as cradled creature withered, weeped, and wail......

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... As part of our Christmas decorations in the bookstore…high upon a shelf tucked into a corner…we have placed our Christmas elf. And high above the books themselves…it is also worth noting are......

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