Pointlessly Poems - Poems about Pointlessly

...Sneezing again, Somewhat lost control over me. Again. And now the seasons changed, Summer’s walking out on me. Again. The nicotine chain, Forcing down another twenty. Again. Wheezing refra......

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...Capsizing the Costa Concordia Divers wreathe silently through the submerged corridors of a  140,000-ton wreck. Little fish dark haphazardly through the juxtaposition of tilted ballroom, grani......

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...Will the sky topple inward or the hills heap upwards it I do not make these symbols upon a snow-white field? Will a poet turn to stone before my eyes or will a jackdaw caw pointlessly into a......

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...some poems ask to be naked they have no use at all for punctuation not even for an en dash an em dash nor hyphen they play with a flowing grammar that must be read like water or paddled th......

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...Life has surely broken me. I’ve flunked out at Everything. Why consider equally When Options just desert Me? Too grimed up, I cannot see A single reason surfacing, Hiding Places changing, Co......

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...Stupid Penny toys with her button Biting her bottom lip, Frowning her brow Misery pulls at her Loneliness sucks Fill voids with Mall time Plastic replete. Feeling so fulsome; flirting with cl......

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...Preponderance of dimensions perplexes with bliss string fervor Lake mine previous (stream of consciousness imponderable) poetic efforts, sans spiritus mundi, converse sing a boot unfamiliar ......

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...The moon was big and lit-up, so of course, some local dog was barking like crazy. I got up, it was half past the tic of time and way deeper than any sunken face. I was a little wasted; I ge......

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...The final score always left wanting, regretting much metaphorical bed-wetting. The cross-over to the beginning is as swift as molasses. Mental heels drag, pointlessly we ran out of points to......

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...It feels as if I am living in the aftermath. When I have not even started on a path. Because the statistics tell a truth that makes me go numb. I decided to never speak- as my voice will ......

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...Whipping post Didn't you watch the on coming storm, alchalic words ! blew Dry into my wired mouth , the art of conversation is stilled, while Your streets soon boiled in fury , watched by A Q......

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...Winnie, wild-eyed, went insane and sang “Happy Birthday” in the rain, while she washed away her bloody pain. Now all day long she sings that song, she sings it loud, she sings it strong, wall......

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...No matter yours truly (potential rising star - analogous to ascending yeast) bred for easy street life of po' witless mendicant nimbly, pointlessly, and rhythmically shuffles (think tramp) ......

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...Helplessness immobilizes yours truly, I genuinely agitate permanently lasting indelible impact deux biological offspring unfairly bore brunt, compliantly, complicity, and complimentary I avidly,......

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...to many men too many men don't look a woman in her eyes instead speak to what they think make her her perhaps not noticing that she already is not even paying attention intenti......

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