Doorframe Poems - Poems about Doorframe

...God doesn't take my hand because he's never let go. God Walks With Me more than I with him. God talks to me more than I listen. For the amount I hate myself it's twiceend of how much he loves me. God......

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...when I met you, I was dying. for the very first time in my life, but certainly not the last- you made sure of that when I met you I was dying. I hadn’t eaten in three months and my body was a vandal......

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...surely this had to be the moment of truth he hit the closed door with a huge bang headache clangour irresistible pain he had not even been moving at great speed but both coat of paint and ski......

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...Who the hell is Gordon Bennett Some think there’s insanity In the fact we call his name As though it were profanity Not so famous nowadays As once he used to be But still I call his name out ......

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... My name is, and I find I'm nearly there Breathing amidst life, not even the mirror stares My name is, as I continue to wonder where Breathing amidst life, I know their darkness dares ......

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...Another overwhelming day passed in the pastures of plenty The scene was tired and did not warrant a space on the news Just one more place with no conscience for mind numbed souls It was bitt......

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...Furrowed down deep within Burrowed while walking in a crowd Silencing my thoughts & opinions For fear of drowning Existing in a world where I don't belong Except for the saving power of love ......

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...The cat knows he will get food in eight minutes. He is on the porch, quiet, waiting for the front door to open. His dead mice are pushed up under the doorframe, stiff and headless, tails proud. He......

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...Oh wow. Oh great. Look over there. Quickly now. Come on. It is the mitigating migrating mammoth mansions. Brick by brick and bone by bone. In a line. Travelling. Traversing the plains, fields and mou......

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...You are rock and bone, sturdy eyes and heavy leaden shoes line up by the doorframe like splinters. The wood is peeling, and the stairs cave beneath our feet in surrender. My papa’s new wife wou......

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...My head rests on the doorframe, as I'm watching him at work. I'm jealous of the devotion, and the motion of his hands, much surprised at the green-eyed dragon that lurks within my mind, while......

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...dying to myself I saw a shadow of a man stranger to himself plodding over salted pan true heart lost forgotten shriveled down a mossy well a soul's darker midnight a fearful wood both da......

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...The sirens loudly sounded I perked up in strange alert as my heart pounded. My fingers grew cold I wondered how long my breathing could hold, A flood warning and a tornado on the ground The ......

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...“And the doorframe! And the door itself!” “And the hinges! and the termites!” “And your hand, after you push it in! And you, after you enter!” She must be operating on some other plane of exi......

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