Aftershocks Poems - Poems about Aftershocks

... Who's that girl by the ancient tree... She's the daughter of a butcher, quiet and pouty... She's always there, contemplating unspoken prophecy... She scribbles poetry, they say her Mother is a ......

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... The tectonic tremor, not of crust, but of spirit, a fault line fracturing the smooth facade of days. Sudden, the seismic shift, a stutter in the rhythm, cobalt cracks bloom across the porcel......

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... Grief is an earthquake, sudden and unforgiving, Splitting the ground beneath your feet, Turning the familiar into fractured ruin. It shakes the foundations of who you are, Toppling memories lik......

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...Your voice hits like aftershocks— the way you'd pause before each goodbye (I was too scared to end it then) Those midnight stories and stupid jokes, painting darkness with our laughter... You......

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...Giant balls of tumbleweed were blowing down the main street And off the Sierra Nevada mountains there blew a fine sleet It was late December in the old Western town of Milton Creek Preparation......

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...You don’t know how it feels To be misunderstood and jaded You won’t ever know till it kills you inside To you, I speak words of wisdom And it feels like I’m a million miles away Just to feel iso......

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...A tin rain ticks between the scrabble of pigeon claws. Time drips off a shingled edge. In moments you can land years behind as just the shrunken rolling head of a whole decade. Eyes open, you w......

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...Revolution is a long word that no one should use lightly A revolution does not take place too often or daily In 1804, Haiti, formerly the Pearl of the Antilles Had a major revolution, which was a ......

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...You’ve got to swing your hips, now. Come on baby… —The Locomotion/Larry Nored WHERE MY THINGS Wear my boots? Track with my foots - my feet. Wear my gloves with all their ......

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...A bumblebee buzzes in the family garden. Gathering dust as it fans its wings. But the aftershocks of a rumor pardon Leaves the beggar bowl with fewer things. The flowers sway in the......

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...A tongue hunts the roof of its mouth seeking her heat. A radar signals it's blindness with haunted blips, but he always knows where her flesh melts in his hunger. Just the other day he wal......

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...The intensity of our love creates an energetic bond so explosive where it's aftershocks always leave us shaken to the core but will always remain untouched by the rubble hiding our hearts ben......

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...Francie ran to check on Donny as soon as the shaking stopped.He was curled on his side so deep in sleep he had slept right through it all.She scooped him up resolving they would not chance separatio......

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...Moth wings thunder loud in softly falling rain. Pain keeps you from death with its blaring breath. Melancholy loves you. The deepest depressions become revelations, sorrow is your best, most......

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...Moth wings thunder on windowpanes. The distance between a screech owl and your dreaming ear - exactly one heart-beat. You can disappear under fingertips that love you. A woman is a trouble......

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