White Poems - Poems about White

At the beginning, a book is empty. So go ahead and write it, before someone else writes something in it. It's okay to make mistakes, and it's okay to write whatever you want. There are still many blank spaces ahead of you in your life. The book is waiting for you to write it. COLOR MY MOOD Poetry Contest Posted: May...

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the outside floated inside white seeds seemed fluff floating & frolicsome until their rooted relic of bitter dandelion wine wished we hurried to busy our bones do something thoughtful. yes..we’d pluck a stem or two and gift but this gift in ever after would list and wither so quickly amidst the coiffer of quarrels pushing of the dander of matters we stuffed our pillows with at night nightmare of nettled never-never disappears snow white...

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You stole her from me and I hate you for it, You're more fun than I am and I hate you for it, You give her more confidence than I can and I hate you for it, She'd rather spend time with you and I hate you for it, I'll be here when you're not and she'll love me...

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My hair! My hair! Where has it all gone? I had more yesterday, long and blonde But now it falls, like leaves on a tree How could my hair be so mean to me! Well, I must admit, I was not fair Can I help if I wanted blonde hair? It was my trademark, it made me fine But now that's gone,...

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I talk to the trees and they listen to me I whisper sweet nothings they renew the air I breathe I talk to the trees tho' they don't respond beats speaking to myself in the back of beyond I talk to the trees tho' they never reply my words go unanswered don't ask them why I talk to the trees tho' they have little to say so the men...

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Pride Pride Pride Pride You are not better than other races GOD...

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It was windy, greenery with some sprinkle of the big bright sun. You walked past me, smiling brighter than the sun. Covered in a cladded silky white dress, You bring the cold breeze. I stare at your back, Then to your smile. Slowly reminiscing, The past that we shared. I missed those days, Days when you and I are having fun. I would...

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A queen was spinning flax one day. She gave her loom a jerk. (Don’t ask what “flax” or “looms” might be, or why a queen must work). She pricked her finger (careful, now!) yet Sigmund Freud would say these children’s tales are full of smut – there is no other way. Three drops of blood fell in the snow (she’s spinning flax outside?) She thought...

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"When our dance of love became frantic, I faltered, and you danced on my grave." *** "How did it come to this, my darling one? We may never know the answer, but with the rain in my eyes, you look so beautiful in red." *** Every direction only led further from you. Every decision was the...

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The White Hole You are the massive white hole at the center of my soul ever giving never exhasted you fulfill all the needs I never knew I had when I hear you speak my name I glow reflecting back to you those things you want and need my love for you is as unbound as our expanding universe we swallow and consume all...

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white punctuation where did the minutes go? we held hands and laughed at nothing because nothing mattered as we traveled into the safeguard of night darkness was a friend dressing us like a single wool blanket pulling us together at the shoulders tugging at our hearts there… basking in warmth co-mingling tears defined us we wanted to blend with the sea but chasing foaming...

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Above a beached bleached paperback, "The Doors of Perception", a pent-up penchant for greed is flung wide open: The esophagus of a seagull sky grows narrow until one seagull stomachs trash with zero tolerance for sharing. Squeaky double doors apprise descending gulls this bird has wings doubling in size. Squishy moist sand, footprint-ridged into pouty lips, chased-away seagulls waddle toward crushed crumbs. Captains...

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Black And White We are given all the pieces to play and indulge in life’s great feast outrageous fortunes be dammed! Given full reign to Ego’s unfettered beast and the moves we make shall establish our legacy Why are we here? We can either dazzle with brilliance or baffle with bulls*it Shameless are unleashings of doubt only makes a lesser us grow inhibits our...

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Oh the purity that I chase. Longing to be free from the worry on my face. I wish to be clean and free from my sins. Following my Lord is the only way I win. Wondering through the night I stare back at the stars. Being mindful of the pain as I hide all my scars. I only want things to...

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Oh how I wish I could buy, the huge beautiful sky. By day with bright white and blue so high, and the sunny sun makes me want to cry. By night the colors change making a roar, "A crimson sky breaks the distant shore."...

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