Whites Poems - Poems about Whites

The great white is hiding low in the bowels of the ocean Gloating at his ability to smell blood for a mile Not wanting to brag, but loving his keen nose Giving him a preview of what he might be eating...

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As the wind cascades out in a frenzy motion Nephophilia, a thudder crave Exclamation is a sudden urge Since soft cotton candies switches to pastels and iridescents Looking up close Still immeasurably far The old regime of sunrise and sunsets finna come up to horizon where moons and suns collide stars surrounding them blues and whites...

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Sometimes I ask Where did it all start The blur to sanity Using colors for identity? Black and white— Are they not just colors Used as symbols from the start To breathe life into art? The human is an unfinished work of art Set on a transparent canvas. God used different colors To create a...

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Snow White was in a good mood, the prince was gone. He is a liar and a thief she told her consult, a snake named John. Two faeries appeared and wanted to know the entire story. She told them all about it along with a bird named Cory. Cory was a traitor and flew off to tell the prince...

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fresh rhinestone snowflakes Grandma’s hanky furry Christmas **** Star of Bethlehem Scalloped lace pinafore Daddy’s ironed collar clean glistening memories the whites of Christmas...

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*Image of Snow Winter White by Pixabay. Winter Whites Master winter's crystalline zephyrs brisk, studies o'er its righteous domain quickly, promptly the seasonal occurrence whisk, frost wintry breath dust a field o' calmly. Eggshells ahead, once a rocky meadow, Snow hovers across a restless highway, Wall posts look like porcelain afterglow, Cable radars are bone chinaware splay. Alabaster Venuses ... snowstorm lamps, Snow White elucidate the...

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At Wimbledon, you must wear white To play upon the courts And that includes your sneakers, visors, T-shirts, socks and shorts. The colour police do not allow Off-white, ecru or cream And sneaker soles and laces Should be white enough to gleam. A single trim of colour May adorn your neck or cuff, No wider than one centimetre, Which should be enough. These rules apply to underwear As...

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Once upon a time, there was a little girl, who liked to wear skirts. The people in the streets didn't like the view of the girls legs hue. "The sun is calling you", "You shine in the dark", "You're whiter than the milk, "Your white hurts my eyes". The girl hid her legs with knee long skirts and pants, she was ashamed she couldn't afford...

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white supremacists are not necessarily bad people they are frightened of losing the privileged they thought they had it was an illusion anyway. They fear drowning in the sea of the unknown the people, mostly working-class you see marching in the street are not the dangerous ones; they can be curtailed. What we have to look out for are the...

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My best friend is one color, I am another. We are soul sisters, cousins, we love each other. We are treated differently by people who do not know us at all. But judge us on skin color, which is so ignorant, it’s small. She tells me she has to warn young men to be careful and clean. They will be...

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night shed white from sky colours faded, sun succoured - greenish tint is back Won second place in A Nature Themed Haiku With Color Poetry Contest sponsored by Tania Kitchin...

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The fancy dress theme was religious Some went as tarts and some, vicars Yvonne found romance wearing men's underpants With a vicar in frilly white knickers...

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I was swimming in the ocean enjoying it so much I back floated and relaxed with my cousins Mat and Hutch All of a sudden Mat broke my dreamy thoughts with a scream The water choppy, he was carried swiftly up stream Two great whites were fighting over which would eat my poor Mat So I chased after them and...

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You're bracing for the hubristic lecture it's not here The crux: unvarnished understanding of how blacks see their outlook for life Only narrow options: they can give in, go through or go around - a predicate path Try to feel what it's like to be born black today soul-deadening suppression systemically smothers patience Crime, drugs, gangs, rebellious pride seem viable options for those who may not see thirty four thousand lynchings in...

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The Whites It is not easy to be white these days, the whites get the blame for the demise of the Red- Indians, by students who do not understand history. When a mass of poor white came to America, it was a population shift of great dimension, a tsunami over the prairie and the local tribes who, in a...

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