Welded Poems - Poems about Welded

...Since I first put on the greasepaint, smooth as cream on morning toast, they said I had a gift for making people laugh. Natural as breathing. Effortless as falling. Born to perform like a bird in fli......

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...What is the point of air if it does not carry your scent through the world, What is the purpose of the sun if it does not illuminate your skin with its gentle rays? If you leave, I will rewrite exi......

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... one half’s an arc the other a strobe ~ light becomes your coagulant signals and synapses firing off sparks ~ try open eyes but you can’t all bound together forming a dream ~ welded to the s......

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...[Poet’s Note : McGregor is a small rural village in Small Karoo, SA, which experiences extreme winters. It is believed that 8 of Earth’s leylines cross one another in McGregor, making this village a ......

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...who remembers trees when air was free from fares guiltless tankless unassailable cliches of rustling leaves enchanted forests infanticidal practices like nestling newborns atop......

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...Put a flipper on a kipper if you want to toast a seal Put a bloater in a toaster for a better fitting meal If the whole thing starts a smoking and you’re gasping and you’re choking It means your ......

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... Sucking on the light, midmorning Frost clings to the window’s pane, twisted Praise, adorning the silence – winds Heavy as the slow rhythm, heartbeats Rising from the daily chores, stirring aw......

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...The wind and whispers are companions for life, they carry the pain and ivory flakes that dare blisters like a sharpened knife. I may hold my breath and pull these monstrous mists from the dark, Wi......

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... Written: December 06, 2024 ___________________________ We were born into tribes cinctured by bonds and praxis welded by ambits and dictums an eyeless ch......

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...A poem which shows the value of poetry to letting the mind run free. There's an outline around the unseeable—the temptation to lick it, knowing it's like the inside of the freezer wall. The lure, ......

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...#The_writings_are_on_the_wall How do I turn my heart back on, how do I shut my eyes on you, when all I have to live for is only you, how do I sleep when you are not well, how do I smile when your ey......

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...Yeah I am still here Stuck Cuffed In place By golden shackles I wallow In mud And eat dust Suffer The hollow men Do it For a dream Or is it All just a dream Days just meld Welded toge......

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... Written: March 04, 2024 For Tom Woody Contest ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ If there was one thing I could rearrange, In this vast and mysterious range. I woul......

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...Affected. Somehow my hair stayed wet. And I thought of upside down merry go rounds. Never raised up, but pulled away. I let my vision blur, then can't bring it back. What would be a reverse cuck......

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...It’s a therapeutic journey I didn’t wanna take right now The shoe dropped And now it's time to pull the knife out of my throat And hear me scream for sympathy The shoe dropped And it create......

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