Clammy Poems - Poems about Clammy

...Breaking night is just another habit now we in a whole different dimensions somehow glidin through the cloudy haze Givin a whole new definition to Dazed Tryna find a way out, but so stuck in our......

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...The night before my father’s heart attack, my brother and I were splayed across a bed watching a re-run of “Happy Days” and eating Oreo cookies. My father sat stiff and upright in a wooden cha......

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...The dimming of cinnamon gold sequined skies and amber hues Illuminates her strawberry strands just as we Inhaled the salt seasoned air. Sand tickled our feet, A breeze brushed against m......

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...THE LAST TIME I SAW A BLACK AUDI IT CUT US OFF PARKED THE SMELL OF DEATH WAS BREWING FUNNY HOW MANY TIMES I SCREAMED HELP SOMEONE IS GOING TO HURT MY CHILDREN AND I SO HAPPY TO GET SECTION 8 MOVE INT......

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...Drizzle and frizzled hair crinkles, such sounds demand a symphony; Clammy cold showered with sprinkles there’s a vibe that says ‘Be easy.’ Stock up the wood burning fire place, it’s raining I’l......

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...Streaks of pallid moonlight wash over blood-stained burnt umber leaf blight. Glistening stainless steel remains within wilting noir roses and blistered blades of grass. Sickening ha......

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...There lies the remains of the day stiff and clammy cold, in rigor mortis. Did it die of its own accord? Is the killer still at large? Did it die accidentally when no one cared? What were you and......

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...when it gets dark it remains humid and warm the stars are obscured by a heavy haze the trees are so still as if two-dimensional a thick silence broken only by boy racers revving up Willett Wa......

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...The meadow lay dark, dank, hushed, cold and clammy. Nothing dared to move, to break the soliloquent solitude. Time stood still, adjourned, awaiting a warp to lift the lag. Then, the moon peeped ......

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... Tears fight their way back into their ducts for now moist palms clammy at my sides Prayers are said the living honor the dead shovelfuls of earth on top......

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... it's 12 am and i cant breathe my mind, flashing through images and moments and pockets of space and time a restless energy a redemptive ache as i scream the name of a distant god its 1 am and ......

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...Hero of Marine World Super Grouper The Disabled One The shrimp - A gimp Electrocuted Haddock Had shock When Sea Runs Dry Salmon Famine Her Musical Fish Faye’s carp Pla......

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... A handshake clammy as a dead fish is not meant to nourish or flourish It sends a signal to its receiver You’re much too eager a beaver ......

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...Cats go out then cry to come in. A runt-end of shade wilts. We feel the pull of a Lunar tide, sense the off-center mewing, of a dissonant aria. Trembling dogs hide their body-bones. The air i......

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...Adolescent infatuations...never consummated Greetings reader from a cross between an aging seventy inch long (ringing ding dong) haired pencil necked geek and a Norwegian bachelor farmer wannabe; ......

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