Whitened Poems - Poems about Whitened

...Every minute is a choice I could go to the Dollar store Could get gas Could get my hair cut Could sit in the dog pen with my dogs If I cancel my lunch date with three friends I could get my t......

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...Heartthrob in damsel drag Belief of human bile Completely instilling cascading dregs of mechanical flesh, bones and spit 64th avenue And coiling deft doom Winged balls of bulging blood and spec......

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...Bloody shores of fear and ice, seldom seen To be the stringent strangler borne of leaden blight The barred bastard, whore of the night Seen so the lowly leers led to fear the fall of life Stitch ......

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...Oh sweet nature ! Beautiful and bright, Just as the morning sun Whitened and shinny the smile of the cloud, The beauty of thy face Fresh and gloomy As a plant Planted on the river bank ......

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...Shouts of triumph and defeat echo from the fields day in and day out. Drivers continue learning in that same cracked parking lot, living proof that history repeats itself; different shaking 16-ye......

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...Love in Kyiv by Natalka Bilotserkivets translation by Michael R. Burch Love is more terrible in Kyiv than spectacular Venetian passions, than butterflies morphing into bright tapers– winged c......

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...Morning Turns the Page Night lies softly across the beach, as delicate as a black, silken scarf, while, underneath its dark veil, the sea is blue tissue paper with whitened finger tips wrapp......

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...{"We don’t run away, we cannot run away from our demons; the very ones that plague us with our history, reminisce on our backstories and they, Judge. Judge, adjudicate us by it, Convict us of a ......

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... Spring things arrive, assaulting eyes unused; Hollowed by a winter grey, whitened paint infused. Bleeding sudden kaleidoscopes to landscapes, Cacophonies of endless greetings, drowning pain......

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...Hair of my youth was pretty auburn fine. with glimpses and dashes of red said Valentine. Oodles of melatonin to keep it a glitzy glowing red whitened up when I got a bit older, said Cousin Fred.......

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...The widow's eyelids of the house gradually close, Over the empty rooms, where love once wove the velvet of longing. My wife has dissolved into the echo of days, my daughter - a fleeting thought, B......

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...Big hands of this man Who I remember as a child? Growing up in and at a time, When real men were fathers then. Supporting that family, no matter what, Working their fingers to the bone Tr......

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...Calm halts clouds swollen with snow, they will resent the continuous blow of the four winds of bitter February; an unleashed snowstorm is pure fury! An elated mood rises amid the air of glumnes......

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... the ivy crunches ‘neath my boot cold sounds that crisp the winds a snow has left its whitened soot not just the ground but with age found my head and cheeks … a......

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...The night before Christmas the moon glowed bright Children were caroling all through the night The elves were still working; making some toys For Santa to bring, to good girls and boys The ......

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