Unplugs Poems - Poems about Unplugs

...Oh look here— behold a dandelion woman the original wild flower! I go where I want to go I grow where I want to grow — don't matter if y o u say no dandelion wine summertime relax and rec......

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... December 24 Relationship to God Bible Meditations Based on Revelation 9-10 Key Verse– Revelation 10:7 But in the days of the voice of the seventh angel, when he shall begin to sound, the mys......

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...When the owls are out of town his studded boots kick-up featherless hoots. He is the creak and groan of tired wood, The splutter of an old aircon yet more; all inexplicable noises belong to him.......

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..."Thus Spoke Zarathustra" proclaims the Dawn of Man & The Monolith From the ancient past to the (retro)futuristic present as the flying bone becomes a satellite in orbit Blue Danube waltz ......

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...Words hang from rafters in cobwebs of silence The candle flickers on a window sill in pain Locks with no keys stare into closed chapters The poet’s unhinged mind holds its threshold Floor......

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...This is the last poem I'll ever write Please don't look at me strange After this write, my pen says goodnight I'm off to my Maker, Home on the Range Please don't look at me strange It......

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...Joyously she plans her day Her oven is preheating. She has all of her ingredients out. Her to-do-list is miles long But she is glad, humming as she works. She has six places to be, and a luncheo......

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...The pool hall was dimly lit smelling of cigarettes and money the regulars sitting around telling jokes which none of them are ever funny over the next twenty-four hours the jungle will have many......

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...Poor, poor me with a frown across my face suffering from depression but I’ll still give you a chase I am not weak for having issues I am weak if I give into your sweet chocolates and tissues ......

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...PAINKILLER Death whispers: My darling, I am here You are not meant to persevere Broken bones and broken backs Will not be healed with pins and tacks The daily war with packs that freeze Will in a fl......

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