While Poems - Poems about While

My voice broke on the edge of breath. We stripped the bark from our ribs like trees to find no center. Blood is a language we forgot in churches. I held your absence like a flame burning under my tongue, while skin remembers the names we never spoke. I was becoming not better just closer to the fracture before the old name. And you fell into me like a glyph not carved. We did not rise we undressed....

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I only wish she hadn’t cried the tears meant for me while she burned under a merciless sun, hadn’t been the sheltering forest while her own bark turned to ash, hadn’t stood like an unmoving mountain to lift me on her shoulders toward the blue skies, hadn’t taken upon herself the dark clouds meant to cover me like...

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You would pardon insurrection -freedom to mob, good people; while pouring ICE on immigration -Free rides National Guarded Rebellion Breached Vigilante Patriotism Rebellion Protest Discontent Nonviolent Rebellion While pouring ICE on immigration Free rides -National Guarded, you would pardon insurrection -freedom to mob, good people ...

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lady of the tiger tattoo, i, the lonesome hunter in queue, bathe your toes, obscenely straining, a beleaguered virtue waning while my guitar gently weeps, i should scold desire, but hearts deny seekers trapped by your auburn waves do meet their ends in many caves...

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These manly hands have held another image itched in eternal stone looked on by an admirer running through crowds: feeling so lost and so alone! Nothing too beautiful lasts quite a while, it has the fragility of a delicate, perfumed rose soon to be snatched by a lover of ardent prose... ready to conquer the wild eyes of sapphire! Any poet staring at...

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Hours nibble at a low back strain. Tenuous strings were tugged lifting water bottles. You wonder how fragile you are, how vulnerable to those red tides that bend your iron like plasticine, turn you into a crooked question mark. Sit a while old man, sip tasteless water from a warm plastic bottle, imagine racing upwards leaping from mountain top to mountain top, get high on being...

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when we were wishing would catch big one while fishing with a lure swishing...

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Drink deep the wine of the waking sun— Its golden breath spills over trembling hills, And morning, that fragile and flaring drum, Beats wild against time’s shrinking quills. The hour is ripe with unsung fire, A tapestry woven from wind and flame. Step out — no fear, no false desire — The world does not wait, nor call your name. The robin’s hymn...

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Once in a while, when the stars align in a silent symphony, you meet someone whose electricity mirrors your soul like a calm sea, and usually, it's a stranger who passes through your life like a comet through the night. It was about three or four years ago when my steps were drawing shadows on Socola Boulevard, and in...

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What do my dreams do when I'm awake? Do they fall asleep and rise again as I grow tired? Or are they alive all day, living a second life beneath the skin of mine and I just miss the daylight hours of the dream? Are they alive? Do they come to me in glimmering bursts just as my eyes begin to close? Are the dreams my real life And daytime my...

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TRULY SAD ABUSE OF POWER GATHER THEE UNDESIRABLE BEINGS ON THE SPECTRUM TO COMMIT THEE ULTIMATE BY BREAKING AND ENTERING TRESPASSING SEARCHING THROUGH VETERANS HOMES CRUSHING AMERICAN FLAGS FOR THEE OUTFIT OF SCUM ON EARTH MY PRAYERS ARE WITH THE CAPO CIRO GARGANO HIDING OUT FAKING HIS DEATH HIDING BEHIND UNDESIRABLE BEINGS ON THE SPECTRUM...

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Without perseverance, there can be no success. Attainment mocks from a distance those who digress. Good ideas are just vapor if not acted upon. I'll take mine to fruition before chances are gone. Since my hourglass sands are quite shallow above, I'll miss no opportunities to help those I love and those in deep need, for there's no better way to spend...

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‘Here come some more of them Plenty of little kids too Time to put on our funny faces Entertain them for a while’ ‘Chase each other...

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I will drive anywhere If I don’t have to make a left Unless it’s a driveway and there are no other cars on the street If it is an intersection without an arrow I will drive twelve miles out of my way And drive a box to come in on the other side So, I can make a right...

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“Ah, dear friend, speak… speak while you still can, While they’re still beside you, For once death arrive, Only regret remains to converse with.” ...

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