Wastebasket Poems - Poems about Wastebasket

...I ain't normal, not even close not even as a child, played with dolls and paper cut-outs but I always decapitated them (do you remember mother?) finding the head of my sister's Clarabell doll fl......

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...endless story I have tried to tell a story of a rat that fell from the ceiling It landed among drinkers in a café I ran, Never had I seen a café emptying of people in two seconds flat; the rat ......

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...My wastebasket overflows with aborted attempts, Lines that I cannot rhyme and syntax that limps. Written November 6, 2022......

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...There was something wrong with me. During the meeting, I felt like going to a square and swinging. I tried to concentrate but I was thinking if the fact of not having vices it would no longer ......

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...The no ending story I have tried to tell a story of a rat that fell from the ceiling it landed among drinkers in a café I ran, never had I seen a café emptying of people in two seconds ......

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...Unwritten page A blank page on the word processor I ought to leave it this way just look at it and dream what I could have written. If I delete the words written, it will be a blank page again. ......

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...The Paying (I wish) Public marvels at what comes out: those explosive, star-spangled phrases and melodies (the few times I get it right); but what of the great-real that went in, the life-struggle......

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...He is coming again. I can always feel when he is on his way because my heart starts to race and I feel the fear. The fear of soldiers busting in. People being murdered by clowns while I dance ......

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...the wooden pencil between my fingers the led touches the paper mind becomes blank words seem to have no true meaning piles of crumpled up stationary all over the floor heaping out of the wast......

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...*WHEN IT RAINS* When ponderous rain slap earth like rocket We envelope ourselves into big blanket But others lie on the floor without jacket With water rolling from the roof into their bucket ......

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...FROZEN in the snow, she was running with nowhere to hide, Mental illness took its toll, for there was no one to confide. A lonely lamb lost in the universe, a lion protruding si......

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...>For the umpteenth time I have received in the mail. The post one not email a letter from a company informing me of my equity release plan. They enclosed a prepaid envelope. Seems a shame to waste......

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...Moods rising and setting like the sun In waking moments of the artful soul ......

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...Each time I finish a beer, I throw the empty can at the wastebasket. They always bounce off and clink about on the floor, most likely due to the fact that the trashcan is filled with trash.......

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...Gargling, a gargoyle’s groan gulps From the bilingual blackness of TV, A clockwork advertisement pulps Knowledge into your worn mind free Of charge. Nothing but gobbledegook Everywhere, an insistent ......

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