Undid Poems - Poems about Undid

... It was a late Saturday morning, and I was getting my 12-year-old self ready for our weekly summer sand-lot baseball game. I had my ball glove hanging on my bicycle handlebars, two baseballs, and my......

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...The white statue rested above the dying woman's head, A ray of light shone thinly onto the old talisman. Carter watched silently at the old gaunt wrinkled woman. He would be brave, prepare his las......

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... Alexander The Great was born in Macedonia in 356 BC, led to believe From a boy by Olympias his mother, and to conceive He was born of the gods, legend inferred he was the son of Zeus, Ruler of......

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...A rewrite. It's been a long cold dark lonely winter Since you went away I live in limbo And torture myself every single day The sun used to shine my way But now turns the other way A shadow ......

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...This brook in the woods I pass in the winter It babbles and blisters and wanders and splinters In all sorts of directions grinding and winding Turns back in connection then to itself binding Like......

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...He neither tumbled, wheel over wheel, nor slammed into the window or door. Seemingly, an angel, placed the child, gently, very gently on the landing floor, to the relief of his caretaker, who’d b......

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...The brotherhood of man When he came into the hall, his brother came down the stairs, he had forgotten to buy milk Outside, guns blasted his brother fragmented to a hail of noise and blood on......

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...You, beautiful one, Aware of mind's inner space, But travelling, thrilling to movement. Tiny jokes and masked meanings The place you played. You undid models Like a child making games, The b......

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...luckily for our ambiguous plot structure and the stern requirements of partisan doggerel the ringing coin toss bounced then came up tails and fortune directed that the box be opened gingerly grip......

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...This is a funeral Why don't you accept This is a funeral And this is the death The candles are burning The red curtains drawn The oak casket glittering Like a pistil of dawn Nobody knew......

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...I no longer need to understand the deception of atoms. the spiral deconstruction that built the error of the hot afternoons, sore backs of monthly purchases and a family. I already know what happ......

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...Microlight When they appeared, we were like, “What …the?” motorcycles dangling from multi-coloured wings, animated comic book scene blond wisps racing at leisure in deliberate mid-morning bree......

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...I untied the straps of my mysteries, I undid the braids of my misfortunes, I started playing my forgotten song... I tied and knotted the bag of sorrows, I revived the memories of the adventures, ......

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...Poems about Poets IV The Princess and the Pauper by Michael R. Burch for June Kraeft Here was a woman bright, intent on life, who did not flinch from Death, but caught his eye and dre......

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... Under the old oak tree Undying memories Until tornado winds Undid that tree, your grave Unveiled huge toppled stump Uplifted her through air Unfound- Felisha Cat. April 30, 2021 Co......

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