Uneventfully Poems - Poems about Uneventfully

...Wretched emasculated celibate anchorite (any relationship between the following poem and living persons - namely the writer of these words ranks as purely coincidental and fictitious). neverth......

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...Pariah heap - savagely subjecting myself to humiliation Outward slovenly appearance bespeaks volumes wordsworth their weight in gold (exhumed from the pith of these lovely bones - beclothed wi......

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...Another Friday assigned the number thirteen has ended uneventfully or maybe it just seems that way to me whose days from that of my birth if they had hues have been a mix of black and somber......

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...She was born as Holly Clarkson in the year 1993, and for most of her early days she lived life uneventfully. She grew up outside of London, went to uni and married well, had her first kid at ......

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...After the meeting, Lumi and Joulupukki walked slowly through the cottage talking, “I am sorry for bringing up sad memories of your parents,” Joulupukki expressed his condolences. “It is f......

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...'Killing" time while homebound until..., a cure gets distilled and/ or found for pandemic, thus... I expound. (Yupper - courtesy coronavirus CORVID-19), how ja guess my good smear it in friend?......

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...(alternately titled: whipping and pommel ling das soar addle brain) My most recent deuce score plus three bajillion ban an nah ram ma orbitz squared bob sponge pants day of bir......

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...I struck out on my own around a year old life was so full of fun, so many things with which to play, a leaf scuttling by, a rustle in the undergrowth. I was enthralled. I stood on a road watchi......

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...Hope the days pass quickly, and uneventfully. Until inner rhythms in harmony, create unique peace, satisfaction, and a sense of belonging. A mystery, whose location and origin is felt, but not......

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...Sometimes in your eyes I see Reflections of what I dream could be. But, then life's mirror tells me, "No! That's somewhere you can never go." So, sometimes mirrors can reflect things we never sh......

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...starvation starts with a body to fill the cavernous hollows formed by out-jutting ribs and Ethiopian belly: thin but distended a body to warm the concussed and frightened; the meado......

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