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Vial Poems - Poems about Vial


The Vial

Inside the chest within my chest I find it;
A vial of virulent vile,
viral in that last vestige of guile and vitality
Where the headsmen and dreadsmen line up rank and file.

That horrible phial of terrible bile of all the beasts in the wild combined into ire so hot it's like fire and skies of respire.

But what
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Categories: vial, corruption, depression, suicide,
Form: Free verse

Premium MemberVial Of Hope

Value your work the way you value your life.
In time you will realize that work and life co-exist
  for a long time.
Any job is worth living for
  when you put your heart in it.
Long and lasting consolation is felt, 
  knowing that being your "true" self
  is a lifetime redemption...
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Categories: vial, identity, inspiration, life,
Form: Acrostic



Last Vial

Draining all there was to say,
he hemorrhaged one more poem
Last vial of his history,
whose burden now atoned

With final drops to say adieu,
the past and future dead
His last tomorrow here today
—and time no longer bled

(Dreamsleep: April. April 2022)
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Categories: vial, poetry, writing,
Form: Rhyme

Blood Tests At Labcorp Equals Vial Experience

Friday the thirteenth, (September
tooth house hind nineteen)
dark shadows winessed scads of bats
(base sic cully lobbing soupy Matzo balls)

eyeing yours truly as seldom seen
human sacrificial cuisine,
which dime a dozen story true story
red within tabloid National Enquirer 'zine.

Minus blood sucking mammals more averse
than bill collectors or insurance companies
bared fangs greeted yours truly courtesy
of bloodthirsty nurse
triggering instantaneous qualm
ordinarily,
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Categories: vial, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Enclosed Rhyme

The Vial of Scent - 8 Words

In the dank night, windows ajar, 
I look across at unshuttered rooms, 
And see my neighbor quite by happenstance.
Her curtain flutters in the buoyant air. 
I see her at her mirror hold a vial of scent—
Perchance I’ll see her daub a bit behind one ear,
The fragrance wafting through the courtyard 
On the humid breeze, like
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Categories: vial, dream, hope, lonely,
Form: Free verse



Seven Past the Vial

when the day poured out on the vile                                               
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Categories: vial, allegory
Form: Elegy

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry