Underside Poems - Poems about Underside

...I pressed my body into gravel and oil, the earth shuddering like it knew my name. Wind tore at my hair— hot metal screaming above me, the stink of burnt grease and fear beside me. Too late, I th......

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...Where the wild things grow, you are mine, In tangled roots and ivy’s twine. A love that blooms where shadows play, In secret realms the world can’t stay. Your love got me clowning, spinning in ......

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...Moments become wet steppingstone over a stream of consciousness. At breakfast, a TV delivers omens with a perky disposition. Buttering grilled bread, distracted by normality, slipping through th......

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...A fragment of matted stone breaks surface, it is already colonized by moss and fungi factories. Eventually all will churn green spawns to green lawns, not yet of course, ‘yet’ has t......

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...Do you sometimes use GPS To navigate your flat world? Did you ever wonder how all those satellites Get around to the underside? Do you use a flush toilet Or a siphon? See, fluids can sometime......

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...Eye (a generic happy go lucky arachnid) hope(d) for a miracle Harken and cue lyrics to All I Need Is a Miracle Song by Mike + The Mechanics. Aye, a quizzical hunky-dory spied re: anomaly doth......

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...bomber jacket, dark glasses blown out hair, faded jeans that fit me slim, brown leather belt and shoes, a dangling cigarette between lips, is how I would fancy look! Reality is something els......

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...The Stately Iris Flower Bearded irises are tall and stately in form They grow from rhizome sculptured leaves through a storm Standing stiffly upright or curving at the tips A swollen stem where......

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... Winter taunts with his sunset blushing the underside of clouds with colors of Spring blossom pinks stretched across the waning sky. Painted as with an artist’s expert brush......

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...From the underside of a milkweed leaf you appeared to me, oh butterfly you spanned and metamorph before my eyes from a tiny caterpillar to a creature full of flame. They call you the common tiger ......

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...Ladybug, my Ladybug, Large you're not and not a slug. Leaves you-leap to so cute my little bug. Like Strawberry wings does my heart you tug. Light and small you are zephyr does snug. ......

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...Remorseless sweaty palms despite being prescribed glycopyrrolate. Though the angst riddled psyche of mine crafted youth, long since receded, ebbed in the past, infringement, impingement, and in......

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...It sticks to the underside of what's out there, a shadow on the other side of knowing, waiting, growing and creeping closer when eyes are focussed elsewhere. It prefers not to have a nam......

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... "Bluestocking" Blue blew in like the truth in many different shades one tried immersing in shades of shadow but the light was louder Blue blew in like a neo......

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...Slow or fast we think behind a slip stream, a contrail of the gone; of what went by a momentary window long ago. Asleep under a blacktop, street-cars roll over my me-mind, the cr......

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