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Postage Poems - Poems about Postage


Premium Member Postage Due
Chill confines a diary of absence as September keyholes a papered wall. A smirk tears a face--escapee silence --styles wall with nothingness, dead ends AWOL. A bottle of spent wealth parlays about ... tangled weaves justify the performance. Pebble leather worships darkly, blacks-out a ghosted pundit building blocks, mischance. Cold fashions the well, tilt pour sands reserves. Alas, pitched secrets facades of...

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Categories: postage, break up, change, emotions,
Form: Sonnet
No Postage Necessary
Yo what's up bro, how've you been man? I know I haven't talk to you in a while. That's my fault. I just get so tied up with life and all the negative vibes that I forget to stay in touch with my positive ones. Lord knows (lol oops), "You" know how I get...

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Categories: postage, birthday,
Form: Epic



Premium Member A Postage Stamp
You Travel Far across ...

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Categories: postage, allegory, irony, journey, riddle,
Form: Ninette
Premium Member Mama's Gun and a Postage Stamp-F
The postage stamp had now fallen off the envelope but not lost. Tucked away in the box was the stamp that authorized a letter from a mother to her son. Nearby was another stamp with the face of President Eisenhower, but this one bore the image of Stars and Stripes and the White House. ...

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Categories: postage, america, chicago, history, mother,
Form: Narrative
Premium Member Postage Due
Postage Due Never… leaves no forwarding address ……forever… mails the letters. John G. Lawless ©3/1/2018...

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Categories: postage, hope, life,
Form: Monoku



Premium Member The Postage Stamp
I have traveled the world Across the oceans and great lands I have seen this earth from high above A majestic orb in clouded beauty From afar the pain of man, unseen I have exposed myself Like a naked Rembrandt on display I was seen in the museum of the common man As I journeyed far and wide No one took any notice, of...

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Categories: postage, philosophy, poetry, travel, voyage,
Form: Light Verse
No Postage Necessary
your eyes mail me letters letters i rip open with suspense and wanting words never spoken dancing phrases that i feel in my knees unfold in my stomach your eyes write me love notes notes i tear apart they glance down my body sending cursive messages punctuating each breast with an exclamation mark between my thighs...

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Categories: postage, passionme,
Form: Free verse

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