Whoosh Poems - Poems about Whoosh

... Early one morn, Alice spied a strange spaceship, Rocketing towards her, with a rabbit cracking a whip. In the blink of an eye, it landed beside her. Out popped the rabbit, yelling in a frenzied......

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...Blank stares. Nothing. Growling. Blank stares which seem endless. Just comfortable enough. Then prodding feelings. It’s not good. This town. Is just a blank note. There are many type......

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...Lost pieces of my soul flow downstream, on rivers where I once swam amid the pearls of peace bleeding from shadows carved into the stones, hallucinations swelling on the sandcastle shores, wh......

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... the first song I ever heard was not listened to with ears the rhythmic beat of your heart was the melody I danced to… …the whoosh of life blood, my lullaby my heart learned the harmo......

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...Whoosh, the wind through olive trees, tugs my dress with gentle ease. It brushes neck like whispered breath, soft and quiet, light as rest. Flit-flit, white butterflies fly, soft as ash, then ......

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...Like ten pairs of socks all folded up. Or the blanket with a smiling sense. I have enough waiting rooms to go around. Here in my home. Someone is hiding, like a small chunk of metal. Sandp......

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... "A silenced tongue weighs heavy against the soul," quote by poet. I sit amongst a single light, light illuminating a hand-built oaken desk, desk with pictures of the past lay out randoml......

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...I’ve bloomed well past blossom season, no fleshy pink petals here. Wrinkles appear now. Feet left by crow. You see the grey in the brown, see a patch of scalp showing. You see the change in my g......

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...A laugh can be more terrifying than a roar or a scream in the wrong light, In the long night, Lunatic giggles Idiot he-haws Obscene chuckles When the quiet hour, the full moon time, Sprea......

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...i remember now the sucking whoosh and rattle of my life as I was uprooted still squirming - caught now in the slalom clutch of a blood smeared latex glove a world as cold as a morgue coagul......

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...Hot Breath excited crowd waits impatiently earthquakes shake the ground lava heated boiling water pushes towards the surface hot steam spews from the vent anticipatio......

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...winds wicked ways wind-up women's wear winsome whispers woo wine, walks, waltzes, white weddings, whoosh winters' wearisome wars with warmth winnow weathered warriors, widows weep......

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...geese are arriving or going straight lines crisscross the sky a history of contrails in a blue honking yonder under a brightly birthed daylight eyesight cannot settle but dazzles upon fleet......

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...ECHOES OF THE SILENT SHORE No longer the crash of breaking waves Over rocks that always take the blows Nor even the softer whoosh of the tide That every smaller sandy pebble knows As if it w......

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...“Magic can create wonders bordering between reality and fantasy, creating before us an aura of chimera. All celestial phenomena may flash past before our naked eyes and we cannot decide if we are dre......

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