Abercrombie Poems - Poems about Abercrombie

So little is on the ground It's desolate, or so it feels As I'm trying hard to get away I don't see the blades of grass Or feel the coolness on my bare feet I want to climb to freedom But if I stop and think about the moon It just leaves me cold Surely nothing can compare With this patch of green? But...

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nothing really holds us in place and I'm not sure where we go to when we rear up then some semblance of order restores, everything settles the constants continue energy just overspilt in the moment ...

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I do not wish to proffer an explanation What I wish to do is stand still a moment Whilst you now observe me I have this vantage point Aware yet blind to perspective We both presume What I hope to divine Though lost to the rational or the magical With a haze of stars, offensive in their number The peripheral transposed as empty...

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Should I look up, I see it all clearly The route, the goal, the possibilities To be cradled and lie on fluffy pillows Or perhaps impossible dreams Then there's the drowning Oh how I'll drown if I leave the shore From here I can't be sure what's three dimensional There may be no comfort whatsoever in 2D The green night ocean has its...

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It's all me How I perceptualise I place the chalice of expectation within reach Then plead with my shadow for just one sip I myself project the watchers, to create my own unease Always completely lost to the now No sense of what comes after My inner shadows arms flail Yet I hold wisdom in my hand The hand I hold inexplicably outstretched If...

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It's amazing what the sun can bleach How light can shine in and out of a place it shouldn't The workmanship means the walls stand strong But this place was always washed down at the end of the day It's presence standing here hasn't changed Where you walk in and don't walk out That feeling hangs in the air No matter how...

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it's easy to imagine the moon fell out of the sky but no, it's still up there, where it's always been I look around to see what chases me; nothing moves... but the tree stands still with the mocking pose of a monster about to...

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Lascelles Abercrombie'EMBLEMS of LOVE ' x x x X X ...

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When Mr. Abercrombie Became a human zombie He stumbled for the right to get ahead But when he humbled Cathy He fumbled psychopathy And now Miss Abernathy, is dead Submitted to the "Bite-Size Poem No 14" Poetry Contest Sponsored by Line Gauthier On July 21, 2021...

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