Pink Poems

Anyone here had a go at themselves
for a laugh? Anyone opened their wrists
with a blade in the bath? Those in the dark
at the back, listen hard. Those at the front
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Love is...

Love is feeling cold in the back of vans
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Your lungs fill & spread themselves,
wings of pink blood, and your bones
empty themselves and become hollow.
When you breathe in you’ll lift like a balloon
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Heartaches will never last nor will they ever stay;
sorrow shall go so fast in the passing of day.
Once in a little while, one's heart may break and bleed;
abandoned by the smile, his teardrops want to plead.
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Before dawn wind rushes
driving night’s chill westward
so vestiges of darkness
send shivers along my spine.
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My shadow said to me:
what is the matter
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The room was suddenly rich and the great bay-window was
Spawning snow and pink roses against it
Soundlessly collateral and incompatible:
World is suddener than we fancy it.
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The abode of the nightingale is bare,
Flowered frost congeals in the gelid air,
The fox howls from his frozen lair:
Alas, my loved one is gone,
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The chirp of birds in the early morning
Bless my smiles with their innocent calling
I head outside with my blanket wrapped around
And lay there listening to this memorable sound.
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The Microbe is so very small
You cannot make him out at all,
But many sanguine people hope
To see him through a microscope.
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When storm-clouds rumble in the sky and June showers come down.
The moist east wind comes marching over the heath to blow its
bagpipes among the bamboos.
Then crowds of flowers come out of a sudden, from nobody knows
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I'm thinking about you. What else can I say?
The palm trees on the reverse
are a delusion; so is the pink sand.
What we have are the usual
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In winter we’ll travel in a little pink carriage
With cushions of blue.
We’ll be fine. A nest of mad kisses waits
In each corner too.
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She blew five candles
On her cake, angel
In a pink dress, hair
In little pigtails
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If you had come away with me
into another state
we had been quiet together.
But there the sun coming up
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It is winter in California, and outside
Is like the interior of a florist shop:
A chilled and moisture-laden crop
Of pink camellias lines the path; and what
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My quietness has a man in it, he is transparent
and he carries me quietly, like a gondola, through the streets.
He has several likenesses, like stars and years, like numerals.
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I plucked pink blossoms from mine apple tree
And wore them all that evening in my hair:
Then in due season when I went to see
I found no apples there.
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Among the blight-killed eucalypts, among
trees and bushes rusted by Christmas frosts,
the yards and hillsides exhausted by five years of drought,
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On the tidal mud, just before sunset,
dozens of starfishes
were creeping. It was
as though the mud were a sky
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The pink moon of love hides in decorations on porcelain cups...

Because a little girl takes a game of serving tea seriously...
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The Color Pink Evolution -
The Beating Heart of every Rose

In the tapestry of colors, pink takes its stand, A hue that's shaped by cultures, shifting like sand. In the 21st century, it's seen as femininity's embrace, But once in the 1920s, masculinity's grace.
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*Something pink*
My heart yearns, for something pink
Something that won't freeze in the winter
Something pink like the camellia.
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A late morning mist of February slowly lifting pink petals.
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When I apply pink lipstick
I feel more cheerful and youthful.
I ask myself
'Will I wear pink lipstick after 40?
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She must have be strong in facing her life when she was out of blue
When she felt poor in yellow
It was really hard until I saw her beet red
She must struggle in giving Her children tickled pink
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Pink, It's A Girl! and all the joy she will bring
Pink, a rosebud blooming in the spring
Pink lemonade so tangy and sweet
Pink a swirl of frosting, oh what a treat
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PINK, PINK
billowing
her blouse, flowing on the wind
her shining golden hair
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People say my personality is perky, many seem to find me intriguing;
And I greatly enjoy being popular, as I don't find society fatiguing.

Having traveled to myriad places, I have seen many beautiful sights,
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Come with a smile, come with a wink
Come to the land of pink pink pink!
For though my best color is emerald green
my 2nd favorite happens to be pink.
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