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Skunk Hour Robert Lowell	They march on their soles up Main Street: white stripes, moonstruck eyes' red fire under the chalk-dry and spar spire of...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Slippers Seema	It is for those rough soles Which wear and tear Those lights yonder They...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Solitary Adjekawen A. Jeremiah	No comfort can mend my soul, Maybe, at most, my soles; Be kind to lighten my burden, Enough my anguish to soften; Rub not a lone bird of...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Somewhere with someone in search of something I can't afford Sahyl Malik	If you want me again, just look beneath your soles under the dirt I'm laying with the thoughts i'm with someone in the nights with someone...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Song of Myself from Leaves of Grass Walt Whitman	blab of the pave, tires of carts, sluff of boot-soles, talk of the promenaders, The heavy omnibus, the driver with his interrogating thumb, the clank...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Sound Nikhil Parekh	noises emanate as shoe soles crush dry leaf, excreted spit falls with soft thud, kissing the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Sparks We Knew John Jessup Kennan	Makes coffee in slippered...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Stealing My heart Nikhil Parekh	fitting them to your nimble skinned...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Swimming To Fly Vladislav Martynovitch	Now are open for soles to...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Teapots and Quails Edward Lear	Thistles and Moles, Crumpets and Soles, Set it a rolling and see how it...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Tell Her This Jasmine Villegas	Slowly she threads the soles back together holds...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Bagman's Dog: Mr. Peters's Story Richard Harris Barham	With thick wooden soles turn'd up at the toes, His nether man cased in a striped quelque chose, And a hump on his...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Ballad of Bouillabaisse William Makepeace Thackeray	Green herbs, red peppers, muscles, saffern, Soles, onions, garlic, roach, and dace; All these you eat at Terré's tavern, In that one dish...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Ballad of Buillabaisse William Makepeace Thackeray	Green herbs, red peppers, muscles, saffern, Soles, onions, garlic, roach, and dace; All these you eat at Terré's tavern, In that one dish...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
THE BLURRY DREAMS OF MY WEARY SOUL. Kennedy Mwangi	and in the process I have worn out plenty of soles, Feels like I'm running around in circles trying to avoid the inevitable blow, It gets hard...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Cosmic Tree Melanie Edwards	snake skin river beds naked soles tip toe amongst the felled and fallen Sheltering I stand under the hanging tresses of...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Drovers In Reply Edward George Dyson	Isn’t hot enough to curl the soles right off your upper leather, Or so cold that when the morning wind comes hissing through...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Fact of the Matter Edward George Dyson	the weather Isn't hot enough to curl the soles right off your upper leather, Or so cold that when the mornin' wind comes hissin' through...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Last Race Daniel Slack	Why did they have to die while wearing out...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Lazy Rhymer's House S Mu	I have foolishly amassed the soles of my feet are brown deserted books lay all around my eyes are permanently cast down so I...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Love Wanders John Leaster Caballes Javellana	This mind tells searching Soles are kissing the ground Legs are up and down Ears hear left and right Eyebrows are creating...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Mosque Of My Omnipotent Creator. Nikhil Parekh	abrading the heels of his soles against the merciless corporate tarmac; in order to lavishly attend to each of my minuscule...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Moviegoer Elizabeth Bernstein	cold penetrating my soles I am aware of every breath you...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Perfect temperature Nikhil Parekh	the dainty soles of my feet in...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Road Emmanuel Erick G. Garcia	pressed up against weary soles, and limbs shagged out, yet hell-bent steering indolent levers if only to keep on, ...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)