Blobs Poems - Poems about Blobs

..."300" But this won't suffice.. "It isn't exotic to pay such a price" How my sleepless nights and joy forgotten If this isn't sold my family shall be trodden The society seems correct when they......

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...Waves crash as sorrow fills my blood. Temptations run deep, tears flow down silently, and misunderstood. Change it all; no, I accept my fall. Hearts break when you push it all away. Delusions gat......

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...The sweet jasmine scent Lingering in my room Wafting through open windows Drifting by unlocked doors Shirts, sweaters, and jackets Lying across the area Lifeless blobs of fabric Floating in ......

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...Blobs I forgive the 24 mould blobs strewn about on the ceiling almost every time they about-turn because they bring me crackers when I crave crackers. ......

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...gestural  abstraction  immediate spontaneous   drips blobs  from the tube non-formal   un-formulated art informel   sans cérémonie an absence of  a premeditated    structure  conce......

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...I once ordered my pencil “Write me a poem” My eraser is missing And I’m all alone The pencils were kept in a box made of leather a major step up from the days of the feather then came th......

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...It’s the little things, that remind me of my aunt, and how in some unusual way, she may still be alive, if only in the memory, a passing morning train, tea bags splaying suddenly, from unop......

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...Zounds! longing for a merciful descent into the terminal ground where smoky eyes semi-watch streams of semi-(dis)information exhaled from smoking brains on a mission to search & decons......

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...If I am in a crazy mood I play Max the axe Max has red hair and a beard You get to be him Enemies come at you and you axe them away At first it is really fun, because you are winning Got two,......

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...It’s a book, a poem, a– whatever you must call it. It’s words. I haven’t been everywhere. Nor have you. The great explorer travels the Earth, its peaks and valleys, the dark and light. They have......

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...Straight lines, sepia The suppression of unwanted thoughts Like time spent in sensory deprivation Time spent in a droning room Under sterile light hums, practically drooling The vacuum of ......

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...astronomical anatomical atoms buying brilliant blubbery bimbo blobs collecting claustrophobic colorized clandescently clams depicting deplorable dependable depraved dendrites enticing and enlisti......

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...another blob day in a brainless land another brainless day in a land of blobs 0 00 0000 we await further instructions......

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...Should I start at the middle and spiral outward? I mean I don’t know what I’m doing, just winging it. I’m going to need some colorless beads for the scarecrow eyes of raw memories. This is m......

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...fat globs and splashes jive off the spin cycle of the ocean this afternoon I see round circles of suds amid dancing twirls and whirls, it is fabulous no one could paint these artistic swirls and bl......

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