Spoons Poems - Poems about Spoons

Hanging hope on garden roses Licking love from silver spoons On the run in tundras frozen Throwing howls at the moon No true way to leave the castle Though you came here on your own Sometimes you are a prisoner Sometimes you’re on the throne Though his rugged mange offends you His venom’s nothing new Still he keeps...

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There once was a girl from the south Who had a hard time with her mouth Boy with same issue said, (S)"poon!" She said, "Not poon! We say, "poon!" Correcting his speech without doubt. To thin girl we constantly had to say, "Pull up your pants, the moon shines not in day!" She noticed my shirt, cut...

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Snowman spoons we tenderly made, Some looked sickle and some looked spade; Snowmen on cocoa hot, Lay forethought spot forgot; On each, our kitten made a raid…! 29 November 2022...

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Milton’s Dork had a brother in Troon Who had hoped he’d be cuddling soon With a cute dominatrix Who hailed from The Matrix Until she said, “There is no spoon!” ———— (Inspired by ‘The Town Dork’ by L Milton Hankins)...

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With Careful Spoons Your perfume essence speaks of lazy afternoons under sage trees. You kissed my bent neck with a pointed snake of sweet saliva eyes. Now we are twisting inside my slow tilted bedroom with creep shoes. Your gray short skirt shows slender legs flashing firm nylon divots. Panties white and tight beckon my touch amidst the soft furniture. Lips...

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The sweat was wiped off the brow The spoon was stirred as they knew how For 18 times they tried to win A story state to be in And KG woke to find a haul Of wooden spoons counted one and all How to curb such an embarrassment Even when The Advertiser had it sent So they dili and dali about Or how...

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i've often been off and on again in situations relationships just about every thing and so i have found not a remedy but solution to giving up my mind to fate by taking a coin picking heads as a yes tails as a no and throwing it in the air then catching it flipping it over to avoid any tinkering with chance and so should i pursue my master's degree should i ask for her hand in marriage should i post this poem and the list goes...

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Uri had a little spoon He stroked it with intent And everywhere that Uri went The spoons were proper bent © Gail Foster 23rd March 2019...

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Our bodies make an S at night. Close and tight. My back to your front. But, by day, no S. Only a peck or a pat. We intersect, but do not connect. And night after night, no passion in sight. Before, or after, the S....

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Qtips And spoons All I need Will come now soon Enough Now I wont Have it so rough...

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Lecturer came in class boasting ready to lecture to students in his hand was a nice brief case not of lecture materials but of something else it was a brief case of spoons He stumbled and the thing fell unwashed plates, saucepans, spoons scattered all over classroom students run out scared laughing and bending with laughter covering their mouth to control laughter “free film, free film come and...

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Moon Spoons We dive into each other with love from highest peaks of the mountain quench our thirst with no parachute needed as we drink from the fountain in free fall we enter the kingdom and queendom of passionate devotion ...

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Where are they now the fighters? Fighting for their freedom as well as ours Survivors of those turbulent war years The silent heroes Saving us Sparing us the trauma they faced Hiding from us their fears And the actions forced upon them The nightmare’s they faced Were theirs alone They sheltered us with their silence And now we curiously pick at their wounds Dig into the...

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If you think that money brings happiness, then you're wrong.... that thought makes your heart weak, you got to make it strong... kings too cry inside their castles... and fight their own hidden battles... Everybody is good at wearing plastic smiles... hiding their problems which are in piles... silver spoons aren't always a blessing... so think twice before wishing... Money can't revive a...

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June 01, 2008 Silver Spoons The disruption and the dismay left my will fray. Corrupted and disillusioned are the eyes that see. Bottled up and distilled are the souls sitting to be. I’m just stunned they were all left being that way Duck, duck goose I’ll tap their heads as they pray. One, two and three I will...

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