Wrinkly Poems - Poems about Wrinkly

...What are the clouds sitting on? Carved castles Powerful shapes and delicate dollops But clouds are flat on the bottom. The clouds are flat on the bottom. They are like my great, great, great w......

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...The sky bathes the harbor in cyan turquoise cadet-blue sea foam bubbles the only gorget one has versus the flamingos and canaries absconding littoral mire the gashes on my feet, the burn in my <>...

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...NURSES Tell me this question nurse Describe how you ever see me A wrinkly old fuss pot woman At the grand old age of 93 You wash and you dress me You feed each one of us Its your job but i h......

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...the back of my hands are spotted with brownish red splotches and dashes they are as wrinkly as a Chinese dog blue veins are popping up in ugliness so this is why old women wear gloves! the same ......

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...Texting at 7:00 pm. Is almost too late. People are washing dishes. They are tired with wrinkly hands. If I texted anyway, Maybe the shadows would leave. Texting at 9:00 pm. It’s never ok, it’s......

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...To write a song. I have to be famous. But first I have to start a band. And learn to write music. But I don’t have friends. I don’t have anyone. I don’t have anyone who would want t......

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...I pull down from the shelf The beautiful box of treasures Ornately carved Warm, yet well worn To the gentle touch of my fingers There is no rush As I sit in this cosy spot The sunlight of m......

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...Game day snacks were on my mind as I quickly got into the check out line. March Madness enlivened a cold, gray day and made me impatient with any delay. Still, my line was express so I had no dou......

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...He had been to steampunk conventions before But had never seen a beauty that he could adore This woman was a goddess with hair of spun gold He stared from the corner, feeling wrinkly and old......

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...Mamie has a rather shabby coat, it is a mainstay We all know it; green with tassels, a bit scraggly It was her mother’s coat, she will never get rid of it It still smells like her, she tells us. ......

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...If vain thy earthly hopes did prove, thou canst not mourn their flight; Thy brightest hopes were fixed above. And they shall know no blight—Anne Bronte Overjoyed An am......

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...Wriggly, wriggly, Willie Worm, you’re so cute when you squirm! You move your body to and fro and that propels you to up and go! Squiggly, squiggly, Willie Worm, you soften the earth when you t......

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...There are wrinkles Now, lines erasing a past Where the fine contours of her face Were drawn, in color Crisp, clean lineages from Time echoing hope, Soothing away the fragments Reality connect......

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...One day you will wake up and look in The mirror and say hey, I looking old just like my mama told. She said your turn coming you will be old like me. You'll see! I held up my arms a......

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...Friday Night Check-ins The days have been calm and collected. The guests have been happy, content. The weekday staff scurry out from the hotel To avoid the upcoming eve......

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