Elevators Poems - Poems about Elevators

thinking with body exercising the mind's eye watching not to trip what floor are we on is the door going to open someone has B.O....

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Mood elevators are needed Exhuming pain and grief When throb of love by heart’s heeded Granting our soul relief Pause awhile free from guile Let heart’s innocence smile Mile by mile, mile by mile Ego sedators Mood elevators 07-May-2022 Quietus ...

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Triskaidekaphobia And so, you have “Triskaidekaphobia” on your mind. Indeed, fear of the Number “13” does have a real and a certain palpable feel and meaning for people who harbor this particular phobia and carry it with them in their lives. With triskaidekaphobia, superstitions abound regardless of any rational explanations that are proffered in western societies. The history of mankind is rife...

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What if we all danced on top of the expensive cars In the super market parking lot? What if we all sang “Old Dan Tucker” loudly in crowded elevators with suit people? What if we rode psychedelic skateboards down dead man’s hill? Would they think we were crazy or would they be jealous?...

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Reunions can happen and leave you speechless. I’m standing at a bank of elevators in a hospital going to visit my wife when a wheelchair rolls up carrying my internist from years ago. An excellent doctor who retired to teach, according to rumors. Now he’s pushed by a woman I assume is his wife. She looks sad and he looks worse. He asks how I’m...

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In time good will return, Predicted and rhythmical, So that you will go up, And be arithmetical, To prove there’s free rides, Some astronomical, And that they’re for players, Who are relational....

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Part 1 Onion the delicacy of friendship I found you in the flowers Standing tall we become one Looking down from gangly towers Squash, you burn, you pillage, son. Follow me you say in tongues Thy shallow mind reveal me tell Whisper lies clean load the guns I feel the burn I rot in hell Friend folly menacing the liar I loathe this coffin how it leaks Dear...

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