Relic
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If I don't buy you rosesA Poem by Relicre-posted. |
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The Moon Shone Through Her WindowA Poem by RelicShe nestled her head like some moonlight sliveron my shoulder.As I plagiarized the warmth of the fading sun,I pulled her against me;my lust rising lik.. |
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Holy WaterA Poem by Relic |
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ExodusA Poem by RelicA dented and paint-wornred metal buckethalf-full with waterits spaghetti thin handlesqueaky when lifteddug painfully into the fingersof the aged man's.. |
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For What It's WorthA Poem by RelicPulling change frommy pocketthe quarters, nickels,and dimesaccidently f e l llikemetallic hailscatteringon the bedroom flo.. |
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Titanic--Nearer My God.A Poem by RelicTheir ghostly forms respire nowWith swells that churn the sea.Relieved from woe - and peril's throe -Nearer my God to thee.And even though the forward.. |
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Prolific poetsA Poem by RelicThey often seem toharvestoriginal ideason scheduleas though a sunthat never sinksaids their metaphorical seedsto sprout, germinate,and bloom all withi.. |
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NovemberA Poem by RelicI'm in a tough nightmare.~I fear this November willmean nothing.~I see North Americabound by a ligature like ringsaround Saturn.~Crowds of people - th.. |
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CloudsA Poem by Reliccumulus people their heads in the cloudspeople walking byfloating bythey stare aheadstare at cell phonestalking to invisible peopletheir mood.. |
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