Adler Poems - Poems about Adler

...I felt like a dwarf as I skipped through this forest. Though there was a path, the trees were intimidating. Nothing we find in the Midwest. Pine, fir, red cedar, spruce, adler, mountain hemlock. ......

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...Quote: “The healing power of time is not a myth but a reality. Given enough time, most emotional pain eases and eventually disappears altogether.” – Allan J. Adler Time, the alchemist of wounds, ......

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...In the classroom's tender, gentle embrace, A symphony of virtues finds its place. A teacher's heart, a radiant hue, Infused with philosophies bright and true. Arousing the mind with Rousseau's ......

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...The charming Lady Adler Irene; Was strangely nowhere to be seen; As revealed by this clear blanked out scene; Where those who knew her said she'd been, Where oft she did appear. That spl......

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... "I am everywhere, I am nowhere, a shadow unchained and unleashed. The world made me this way, so let the world suffer." Quote by......

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...“Love wishes to perpetuate itself. Love wishes for immortality”. - Mortimer Adler I feel my soul is carried away by the tide of time from my being transiently rooted in the present ......

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...I felt like a dwarf as I skipped through this forest. Though there was a path, the trees were intimidating. Nothing we find in the Midwest. Pine, fir, red cedar, spruce, adler, mountain hemlock. ......

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...Born on a spring cyclone from Kansas' stormy rain, awoken now in low growl, slowly reversing., down a low ramp, like a movie star rehearsing, at new shore in sunshine with an exotic name. Just ......

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...20 years ago, I attempted this "sonnet" (c) Deo Ebullient, animated anticipation That delicious delay as I await the words Precious and precise cascades of persuasion In reference, refrain, in ......

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...Like emperor Constantine You were a convert to Catholicism on the deathbed. Fascinated by Thomas Acquinas and your other heroes: Etienne Gilson, Jacqes Maritain, Martin D’Arcy. You consider......

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...ask the moon two approaches two dead ends. love doesn't die it just slips into your back pocket shifting uneasily like detached spiders legs you must remind it that there's no where left to......

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...when was it the sadness? did I tell you to forget it or was it just like the burden of a thinking man that thinks before and after he speaks who has to open doors without doorknobs and when ......

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...it may not seem to the naked eye that fire burns in a stifled cry that sparks arise that never fly that lips without words hungrily unpry in the verdant valley of unsure thighs in surre......

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...it all begins as One the pistil and stamen inseparable within the white lips of your petals pressed perfectly paused perfumed perfused by the hint of desire to see you open unfur......

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...remember i cannot recreate you no matter how i try to resurrect your laughter or the twinkle in your eye nor the touch of pure elysium beneath my fingertips as i so lightly travel along the......

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