Pilings Poems - Poems about Pilings

...This form is called, Laurette. Love rest on no foundation. It is an endless ocean, with no beginning or end. Rumi A raging surf Pounds the white shore And the pilings o......

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...One day— The sea will be my backyard Every morning, standing upon the deck Of the one called Going Numb A “Greatest Dad” mug in one hand My last vice burning orange in the other I wi......

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...oars barely skim the surface skiff glides smoothly as if floating on the dense fog cormorants perch on pilings silence broken by hungry gulls rising sun glistens water salt air invigorates my b......

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...sigh … a lifetime ago I breathed here, vital - dangled my topsiders over these pier stones and pilings tempting the dark leviathans that swam beneath the bloated August moon, reflected … ki......

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...I could've gone to Holland. I could've gone to Spain. I could've gone to Denmark. I could've gone insane, But instead I came here, where the river mirrors life In a fractured, dream-like way on th......

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...You are in your blue period - turquoise swimsuit, buoyant in azure. Behind your shoulder, Brighton West Pier, A snap taken at an amateurish angle, you’re diving sideways into the waves, the g......

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...No penance need be paid by the insular artisan admonished for seeking an oral platinum quota. Under furlough! Tuck their perfume in a bureau, then intermittently release the poise to up-start in......

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...Helicopters hover; Boats bounce on the waves. Seagulls swoop and pigeons strut; A toddler misbehaves. Tourists take their selfies; Cars in traffic crawl. New construction blocks the sky Wit......

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... I didn't mean it ... you were everything, didn't you know?? didn't I show you in a thousand little ways? (at least as many sizable ones) ... but I can't take......

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...the inside attempting to outside each with its own absurd shopping list we are after all composite beings clumps and aggregates and glomerations made up from all the faces we have seen all the p......

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......One night I asked who it was, she said,”Just a man I used to know.” She would never say more than that, so I decided wisely to let it go. But that night, like every other, when midnight rol......

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...Irritatingly often unnecessarily compliant to the whims of those about him endlessly wordlessly wondering about the many demented subjective qualities of our ever present mammalian imperative via......

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... oh, Dear Indulgence ... desolate, obscure, I know you not, (and have known you not), still, do I not know the glint there, in your eye? Aye, it abides me from ages hence ... I was......

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...With darkness Fishing No appreciation When beaten Lies with submission Stagnant streams Overflow under dreams Fish in spawning Under currents churning Filet knife honed Scales in pilin......

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...Drifting Away All alone one might think they stand in muddy water unclear Now feeling like a drowned rat in time and not utter a peep, Where all at once there might have been a wooden pier Like......

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