"jaywalker" poems - Hello Poetry

Everyday as I cross this road, here you pass me flashing a sunny smile, its magic, touches my being changing this colorless life awhile. At the broad display wall, a casual glance, I'd cast and think"Such a smile would look nice over there" Today, a miracle touched my heart with its feather, your face in its liveliest best, on posters, are displayed on the same wall I fantasied. *The caption proclaimed:"She is the next big star" This jaywalker never would see you hereafter.*

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Oct 13, 2012

Oct 13, 2012 at 12:14 AM UTC

k-balachandran

A star, a jaywalker, a minor miracle

Everyday as I cross this road, here you pass me flashing a sunny smile, its magic, touches my being changing this colorless life awhile. At the broad display wall, a casual glance, I'd cast and think"Such a smile would look nice over there" Today, a miracle touched my heart with its feather, your face in its liveliest best, on posters, are displayed on the same wall I fantasied. *The caption proclaimed:"She is the next big star" This jaywalker never would see you hereafter.*

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I woke up on the right side of the bed but on the wrong side of the world So it’s back to the drawing board again as it draws to a close You cost me an arm and a leg and I broke a leg with the act that I put on You jaywalked across my life the way that every story goes

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Nov 22, 2014

Nov 22, 2014 at 11:24 PM UTC

ember-evanescent

Jaywalker boy (who also happens to be a total **** by the way)

I woke up on the right side of the bed but on the wrong side of the world So it’s back to the drawing board again as it draws to a close You cost me an arm and a leg and I broke a leg with the act that I put on You jaywalked across my life the way that every story goes

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"You're a tongueless talker You don't care what you say You're a jaywalker and you just just walk away And that's all you do The clap of the fading out sound of your shoes" - Elliott Smith's words (' Last Call' if you're interested). not my words . just the song in my head right now &how; I feel right now. RIP Elliott

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Apr 18, 2014

Apr 18, 2014 at 2:10 PM UTC

munnymunny

the breath of fresh air you're pulling me through

"You're a tongueless talker You don't care what you say You're a jaywalker and you just just walk away And that's all you do The clap of the fading out sound of your shoes" - Elliott Smith's words (' Last Call' if you're interested). not my words . just the song in my head right now &how; I feel right now. RIP Elliott

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so your feelings were hurt you cried like you always do one more night of sadness one more night I just had to walk away it occurred as I found myself putting on my coat I want a drink I crossed a busy street hurrying to avoid traffic a police officer drove by and warned me no jaywalking. I thought of you I told the officer it was way too late for that.

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Apr 3, 2014

Apr 3, 2014 at 9:58 PM UTC

munnymunny

the jaywalker

so your feelings were hurt you cried like you always do one more night of sadness one more night I just had to walk away it occurred as I found myself putting on my coat I want a drink I crossed a busy street hurrying to avoid traffic a police officer drove by and warned me no jaywalking. I thought of you I told the officer it was way too late for that.

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Dressed in all black clothes, he used to love to stroll, across the middle of roads, basking in the night.

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Mar 30, 2014

Mar 30, 2014 at 11:57 PM UTC

alucinari

Epitaph on the Grave of a Jaywalker

Dressed in all black clothes, he used to love to stroll, across the middle of roads, basking in the night.

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*a sheeplish jaywalker followed confidently by three others.* I swim through people: laps in the waves of arms doggypaddle through people and their backpacks their breifcases, dufflebags hockey sticks, saxophones, babies mohawks, fauxhawks pleas for change, professions of Christ. offerings of pretzels and poorly aged hotdogs cheap sunglasses, perfume not one, but two delirious people drift to sleep on my shoulder. I swim on.

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Dec 10, 2016

Dec 10, 2016 at 9:38 PM UTC

queenofzebra

2016.09.27

*a sheeplish jaywalker followed confidently by three others.* I swim through people: laps in the waves of arms doggypaddle through people and their backpacks their breifcases, dufflebags hockey sticks, saxophones, babies mohawks, fauxhawks pleas for change, professions of Christ. offerings of pretzels and poorly aged hotdogs cheap sunglasses, perfume not one, but two delirious people drift to sleep on my shoulder. I swim on.

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How grand is the spectacular NOW Its decibels and magnitude are larger than the last and the next. Oh, how fantastic is the present Taunting and freezing and plagiarising I'd **** for another grand NOW. -cj

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Jul 19, 2014

Jul 19, 2014 at 4:56 PM UTC

smallhandsxx

jaywalker

How grand is the spectacular NOW Its decibels and magnitude are larger than the last and the next. Oh, how fantastic is the present Taunting and freezing and plagiarising I'd **** for another grand NOW. -cj

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Little silver button, Placebo for impatience In the cross walk waiting room, You are every negative coping mechanism For every season that can’t go fast enough. I’ll jaywalk this time.

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Dec 19, 2019

Dec 19, 2019 at 4:05 AM UTC

jo_raye

Jaywalker

Little silver button, Placebo for impatience In the cross walk waiting room, You are every negative coping mechanism For every season that can’t go fast enough. I’ll jaywalk this time.

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