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Unmade Poems - Poems about Unmade


Everything Seen, and Unmade
Let's just emote the dine! Far to the North, we increase the enshrine, send our tails to the features- Whale away with convenience, And all the while- No one clocks the mile~ Our time was the picture, every slogan here today pleases teachers... Endemic, like what we wanted supplanted eases creature......

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Categories: unmade, analogy, animal, desire, drink,
Form: Alexandrine
Premium Member Unmade
On this winter morning I’m daydreaming of warm summer daysprings, blue lake glistenings, butterscotch skin, heartbeat quickenings, and unmade decisions behind blue eyes....

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Categories: unmade, 11th grade, blue, heart,
Form: Free verse



Unmade
Prose… Has a room built in For the reader To crawl inside And sleep Maybe More than one room, Unmaking all beds That the Poet —has so carefully made (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)...

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Categories: unmade, poetry, writing,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Life Is a Series of Unmade Choices
Life is a Series of Unmade Choices Written: by Tom Wright 2/12/2018 Our life path is populated with unmade choices, And mode of travel accelerates us on our way. Too often we’re influenced by clamoring voices, Leaving un-defendable choices on judgment day; We face each day with a propensity of choice, Then, by others, discover our options predisposed. In allowing another...

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Categories: unmade, life,
Form: Lyric
Prayer For a Life Unmade
Too busy wrestling with our own demons to bring an innocent soul into the hell of mourning an innocence lost, I now grieve for the loss of a life never conceived Dear one, I ask you to forgive those obsessions that ruled the hearts and minds of two, blocking your journey from this world to the stars Dear one, I ask you to dream for me those dreams yet...

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Categories: unmade, age, child, science,
Form: Free verse



Unmade Time
your eyes seem to cry my mind so blank to the thoughts the bed where we lay seem to stay unmade the house so calm and quite ,movement has gorn the stairs seem to creak to the silence of the night i sit alone rocking back and forth in my chair the brandy bottle so empty the night sky seems to make...

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Categories: unmade, forgivenessme,
Form: Verse

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