Unlined Poems - Poems about Unlined

...I walk within a shadowed hall, Where echoes fade before recall, The walls are bare, the mirrors blind, A labyrinth, a maze in my own mind. Fragments are scattered like broken glass, Like a tho......

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...Where we sleep there might be quilts Or comforters or spreads Or blankets made in varied styles To warm us in our beds. Some might prefer a cashmere throw Or one hand-knit in wool, While othe......

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...Avoiding Chores for Poetry Mom’s folding laundry as muse pinches me sheets flapping with ink scolding I get beat from both sides unlined bedding is blessed the future shakes out Mom’s......

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...Travel once on a haunted train, a taste may make you lose your mind; Railroad tracks leave the world behind dismantled boxcars keep rolling; Phantom mouths continue screaming, they show you tic......

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...There she was, silenced; in the hush of the night, By nature's decree and the will of the almighty divine's right. Upon the pyre, her form ablaze, a somber sight, While I sought to console my sist......

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...It’s pure as fresh snow and as pale as a ghost. It’s the shade on the light spectrum that I loathe the most. A beluga whale, the milky moon and the aftermath of bleach and all my ......

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...For five days now, it has sat Black and gray, reflecting heat Actually, a very nice Jeep With expired tags, rumpled bookbags Yet nobody has moved it from my house For five days now As I surmi......

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... Pre Computer Age By: Miracle Man December 30, 2021 Coffee stains on unlined paper; a number two lead pencil, erasure mostly gone. Thoughts that appeared as vapor; I desired to be......

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...I am mesmerized by ever-changing wisps of clouds meandering across cobalt-blue Hawaiian skies. I am mesmerized by whitecaps dashing against coral breakers phizzing out in the san......

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...In a mishmash of the ubiquitous Consonants peppered with vowels Thoughts flow as my hypergraphia grows Building fireworks of prose Upon scraps; line or unlined sheets With a restrictive verse I......

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...Would you, with me, traverse an unlined field deny the jagged edge of distant peak stroll lazily amid protected calm or listen as the ragged mountains speak. For some find solace in the chasms ......

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...The first minute, blank brains filled with paper whiteness, unlined, creative. The second, third, fourth go in a whiz, fizz, unpro ductive row of parts The halfway point; five slow minutes......

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...The cheerful, glitzy, heart-felt poem danced and skipped so gay. With terrific happiness she felt in her soul mind. Sharing herself joyously in a delightful way. Sharing her words in swirls and cu......

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... “But I, being poor, have only my dreams; I have spread my dreams under your feet;Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.” –“He Wishes for the Cloths of Heaven,” by W.B. Yeats “I lo......

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...I gather up my words barbs that have missed a target strewn about rose-like ………..in beauty’s shriveling death Inert objects …..injected….infected - a self inflicted suffering - dull......

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