Wincing Poems - Poems about Wincing

...He staggers, where once he counted steps he now counts unsteady footfalls. Life has become a minor earthquake an aftershock still trembling at the core of a wincing mind. Many years ago, his ......

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...I set the table; I did not. The pourer did. The poor did not. The seats are cold; merlot is warm. The pourer asks; there are replies, sips, guzzles, sighs, manners. I am satisfied as each one’s ......

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...VOGON BUT NOT FORGOTTEN They were here, in their creative funk Writing and speaking poetry as if drunk Recognised as verses in their own way They kept chanting, hoping we’d obey But as always,......

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...“To the Moon” by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch Scattered, pole to starry pole, glide Cynthia's mild beams, whispering to the receptive soul whateve......

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... The last of the lights turned out, drinks and hors d’oeuvres put away, restaurant returned to its every-day self, only a few candles in glass lanterns now left on the bare pine tables. She......

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... Two old men. That’s all; not much to look at. Their frail, broken shadows shrunk against the sunny morning Brightness slowly searching its way through gnarled branches Overhead, and crisscross......

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...Michael Joseph Jackson Michael Joseph Jackson (August 29, 1958 – June 25, 2009) was an American singer, songwriter, dancer, and philanthropist. Dubbed the "King of Pop", he is regarded as one of t......

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.... her archive 'hind hern stepping closer into mine her wincing now smiles ......

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...Mere faith in oneself is not enough to build strength, confidence makes one thrive; leave all failures on the shelf! Fear makes a liar shrive, he's afraid of a wavelength! Survival is not fri......

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...Sometimes after Lisa and I do our early-morning 4 mile run (we treadmill in the basement fitness center if it’s under 43 degrees), I come back and lie on my bed, for just for a moment. This morning i......

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...Watch out, the corners of our eyes are in danger of being nakedly exposed. Evening dropped out of the sky a lot quicker today. A slap-dashing gush of last minutes, as shoppers charged around ......

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...She here elbowed past me stomping, pausing not (although me whomping With her wildly swinging handbag – five kilograms, if not more). Cackling brusquely in a lather, that I should her baggage gathe......

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...Swimming in the ocean a wincing couple pinches Little creature on my leg not more than six or seven inches I looked again, to my surprise Hello! - a trilobite!......

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...I stared into the mirror, wincing at my own reflection, through eyes fogged by cataract. Saw a black tint spreading around my eyes and face like a wrinkled piece of linen Where is ......

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...I sneaked in the house late last night Couldn't risk turning on the light Tripped over a chair and took flight I felt the smite I felt the smite A bruise appeared upon my thigh A......

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