Wristwatch Poems - Poems about Wristwatch

True blue, you’re my celestial highway, a jaw dropping road trip to the Moon; With just one glance my insides flutter, I can see a place I’ve never been; A jaw dropping road trip to the Moon, my luxurious starship soaring; I can see a place I’ve never been, now I can return a million times; My luxurious starship soaring, a dance with...

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It looks like a wristwatch but they are different now. Not a wristwatch at all. A computer, an I-pad, an I-pod, A diving board, a sewing machine, a refrigerator. Lovely, I say. And it can pilot a plane, she says. Which might explain its cost....

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a . = a ~ A salmon run is one of the places to find pearl dew. Dried or undried it is nonetheless stunning in it's composition. Compositions create calling cream. And a dough ball is neither a dream nor a daring drop. It is to be said that one single itemised inked out informant is...

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Drenching louder hunger with an answer to care, you know a senseless prayer. Tell them to mind it, this, curious as murder with another more vengeful purpose. How then taken away could I exist? Never should I know, blindly convinced that an answer without guilt sits guarded. Drenched and proud, bless this blasphemous pen..until the ink runs end over...

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While waiting for her this morning I looked to my watch to see it had stopped Why didn’t it work I wondered? I know its battery was new But yet, time for me had stopped. The last thing I remember I was crossing the street, But, I never reached the corner Yet, here I am, waiting for her. It is my fate to wait...

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