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"finger" poems

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Supposesuppose / Life is an old man carrying flowers on his head. / young death sits in a café

E. E. Cummings26

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What to do when you can't have someone you want?What would **You** do when you can't have someone you want? / Would you / lift a finger and whisk it like a wand

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girl-child flashbackwho knew that in about / 4 years time, / or maybe

@jasmine-luna56

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Dostoevskyagainst the wall, the firing squad ready. / then he got a reprieve. / suppose they had shot Dostoevsky?

Charles Bukowski32

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Like A Flower In The RainI cut the middle fingernail of the middle / finger / right hand

Charles Bukowski47

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cultivation of gratitudeThank you ~ / for a life not to trade / blessings, in spades

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Suicide; the answerTo all the goodbyes / I say goodnight / To everyone that dies

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Filthy FingersGlistening with wetness, / fingers fitting in like Tetris. / Cream dripping on the mattress.

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Ring of promise. (I wrote this to go with the promise ring that I bought her)With this ring comes a promise. You must be willing to accept it before you wear it. The promise is to love me for as long as possible as I will you. To love me through all the hard times that are yet to come as I will you. To love me and nurture me back to health on the days where I am sick as I will you. To love me and comfort me when I need it as I will for you. But most of all when the day comes where all that matters to be said is “I do” when I say those words you will not hesitate to say them back to me. / *Our love is not fragile, it is not shallow. Our love is strong and none can fathom how deep. / Our love is not short, it is not passing. Our love is for a lifetime and it is here to stay.

@andrew-ciaciuch7

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Dear BartenderI need one more / I need to forget a little more / I need to remember a little less

@michael-devoe30

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I Want YouI want to sneak up behind you and grab you / I want to slowly unbutton you blouse as I kiss the back of your neck / I want to undo your bra, exposing your perfect *******

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Love LetterNot easy to state the change you made. / If I'm alive now, then I was dead, / Though, like a stone, unbothered by it,

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Pike placewho lit the candles / placed so eloquently / behind purple rock?

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MosaicGive them to me. / All the pieces of your broken heart. / Give them to me.

@sean-critchfield42

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Muhammad (PBUH) So HumbleThe moon is still hanging low / since it came down so close. / The seven seas dance

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Summer Heat Summer SweetSummer heat summer sweet / With a wealthy nature, rich pheromones erupt / Birds n tha bees escape the trees

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*****The white man, can't say the word ***** They say because its offensive, it's rude, but I know the real reason why. I know, because that's what I am; a ****** Born as a ****** lived as ****** I know why the white man can't say the word ****** They say that it makes no sense for the blacks to use this insulting, disgusting term for themselves, but only because they don't know the true meaning. We bear the name as a scar, as a reminder of what we fought, of what we were. We bear the name as a reminder of our ancestors, and their long hot days in the cotton fields, picking until their finger tips were raw with blood, whipped until their skin was indistinguishable from the raw fleshy pulp that was their aggravated flesh laced with the crimson nectar of their veins. We bear the name, to remind ourselves, that even amidst all this we lived. We fought our way through the darkness of the tunnel. We bear our scar, to remind us, to remind you, that we survived, that we are survivors. I bear the name, I bear the scar of a ****** That is why we call ourselves the name ****** It is our word of honor, our mark of surviving. The white man is not worthy enough to call me a ******

@mystery-manva1

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The RecruitLeg off the table / you red face recruit! / put on the offensive

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doctor, doctorcan you ***** my finger and measure the dopamine in my veins? collect my teardrops and tell me if i'm going to be okay? can you light up the darkness with magical pills? / decide if i'm too sad to go to school? / can you tell me if i'm just being melodramatic? measure my blood pressure, maybe that will work. write me a prescription for 5 Happy Days in a row, and 3 hugs from Someone I Love.

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I am alive—I guess470 / I am alive—I guess— / The Branches on my Hand

Emily Dickinson24

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The Bed Is Not Very Bigthe bed is not very big / a sufficient pillow shoveling / her small manure-shaped head

E. E. Cummings16

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Who Am I?My head knocks against the stars. / My feet are on the hilltops. / My finger-tips are in the valleys and shores of

Carl Sandburg15

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FingeredThe chemistry so intoxicating, / Lips wet your salavitating / Feeling your vibes

@hagilyforever15

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FingeredThe chemistry so intoxicating, / Lips wet your salavitating / Feeling your vibes

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2013: With Each Passing PoemFor Al, who left us / With each passing poem, / The degree of difficulty of diving ever higher,

@nat-lipstadt67

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