#handkerchief - Hello Poetry

even temporarily, this day, your emeralding grass handkerchief, equates our dispositions, so differently identical, your name, our initials, in opposing corners, embroidered, your grass tapestry upon this troubled earth, a scented, joint, poetic remembrance, that though it’s but words that bind us, we! we know! the songs we sing of ourselves, we sing in synchrony harmony.*

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Jul 4, 2020

Jul 4, 2020 at 3:42 PM UTC

poetoftheway

your emeralding grass handkerchief

even temporarily, this day, your emeralding grass handkerchief, equates our dispositions, so differently identical, your name, our initials, in opposing corners, embroidered, your grass tapestry upon this troubled earth, a scented, joint, poetic remembrance, that though it’s but words that bind us, we! we know! the songs we sing of ourselves, we sing in synchrony harmony.*

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At one time, I was alone on a cliff Dangering my own lonely life; Then in a swift moment in time As if I felt the summer's touch I turned around and saw you; There you stood, filled with hurt And a glint of indescribable smile In such hurry, warm tears fell down "I thought no one acknowledges me" Thus, thank you for the handkerchief.

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Jul 28, 2018

Jul 28, 2018 at 8:24 PM UTC

RagingEclipse

Handkerchief

At one time, I was alone on a cliff Dangering my own lonely life; Then in a swift moment in time As if I felt the summer's touch I turned around and saw you; There you stood, filled with hurt And a glint of indescribable smile In such hurry, warm tears fell down "I thought no one acknowledges me" Thus, thank you for the handkerchief.

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Army men City girls Turned nurse Hands held over Slowly-contaminating Breaths Mason jar IVs Cleansing white Handkerchiefs Masks Yellow on white Death in the air Blood in my mouth Hair Lungs-everywhere No new people In months. We know what it is. We have Typhus And it's not going away Until it has ****** the breath from all of us Until we are all dead 6 feet under The ground

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Apr 1, 2015

Apr 1, 2015 at 2:31 PM UTC

marisa-lu-makil

Typhus Camp

Army men City girls Turned nurse Hands held over Slowly-contaminating Breaths Mason jar IVs Cleansing white Handkerchiefs Masks Yellow on white Death in the air Blood in my mouth Hair Lungs-everywhere No new people In months. We know what it is. We have Typhus And it's not going away Until it has ****** the breath from all of us Until we are all dead 6 feet under The ground

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You always looked good in dark suits with golden buttons on your cuff. Those were always a nice touch, to stand side your perfect figurine. You were everything I once wanted. But now, you really aren't. I see the rushing of the real truths of you, swell into your own hands, dropping a ball, losing your own special touch of sportsmanship with not much of a fuss. You're letting yourself lose the game. Just letting ***** of truth squirt out through your veins. You're losing your grip right out from your own polished finger tips and dripping red of blood. You constantly try to pull white handkerchiefs of innocence from the wrists of your cuffs. But, those handkerchiefs are all just red... Don't try and gamble a bad hand if you can't keep up. You never could keep a good bluff.

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Apr 15, 2014

Apr 15, 2014 at 3:04 AM UTC

Hiylee

Red handkerchiefs

You always looked good in dark suits with golden buttons on your cuff. Those were always a nice touch, to stand side your perfect figurine. You were everything I once wanted. But now, you really aren't. I see the rushing of the real truths of you, swell into your own hands, dropping a ball, losing your own special touch of sportsmanship with not much of a fuss. You're letting yourself lose the game. Just letting ***** of truth squirt out through your veins. You're losing your grip right out from your own polished finger tips and dripping red of blood. You constantly try to pull white handkerchiefs of innocence from the wrists of your cuffs. But, those handkerchiefs are all just red... Don't try and gamble a bad hand if you can't keep up. You never could keep a good bluff.

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