Papier Poems - Poems about Papier

... “Tessellate” on the surface it’s easy to see we tessellate inadvertent decorative ostentatious flirtatious lives taking risks with the other sides planned str......

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...His name was Chris, he loved to fish, and cook a tasty seafood dish. Her name was Kate, she liked to paint, little sailboats on the lake. Hunter green, cerulean blue, gave her water a lovely hue.......

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...It shreds me when released, then bursts into confetti. Words are papier-mâché, articles of all of us, tabloids torn apart then glued back together piece by piece. Playing pretend made a masterpie......

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...I stand with a treasure map, no X to mark the spot. A scattering of clues, roadmaps of endless dots. Your name is on an envelope, surely that’s proof enough? But it’s faded, invisible ink, a......

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...All who lie - need, creative people lie all the time, either to themselves or others. They may claim, that this is 'My Truth'! They may say, that this is my very soul, I have made it for yo......

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...Sometimes, sailing in ebony blades of saturnine seas brings forth a forsaken froth of scarred reveries, when musk-ochre tints of sunshine cease to slice through solemn scarlet skies and ......

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...I have fallen in love with a winged dragon alebrijes, Have to buy it of course, is it signed? What artisian created this piece of bright gorgeousness? I look for a signature. This phantasmagorica......

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...I haint donning royal carpet treatment No stuntman/woman showed up, albeit intervened in timely fashion to thwart mishaps experienced courtesy me I bemoan, and poet lore re: yet of Perkiomen......

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...Hello dear Papier Ma’che papoose. Do you use paprika on your plums? Babies do not talk, papoose thought. This grandma must be all kinds of dumbs.......

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...Distorted gnashing puppet teeth Not my face not my face My limbs are tied by spider webs and I am floating Why are they staring They are not staring But why are they staring What do I look ......

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...It is what it is, or is it? Change is evitable, Man has flown across oceans on metal wings and recently ceased burning witches. Some changes bode for the better and yet, some bring out the wors......

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...I have withstood this austere year Waiting on skies which never clear Shadows away Fingers restless for an hour's peace Scrapes gold flakes from a drying crease of papier-mache Random resis......

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...My factory will make aeroplanes from snow and sleet, melting inside the sound of speed; constructing houses from photographs, tissue paper and thread; Papier-mâché homes of memories. My factory wil......

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...Aw shucks, I did sustain moderately serious injury series of unfortunate events ludicrous and quite insane, yours truly did previously explain while crouching (think Tony as papier mâché Tige......

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...Lion 'bout grabbing tiger by tail Holy mole lee watch out fowl, balladeer look out... i.e. donkey kong primate doth share footloose slothful writing, essentially swiftly tailored hare reed......

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