Alluvium Poems - Poems about Alluvium

...If the dawn light we're not being pounded into blindness by the pelting rain, if the earth and sky ceased crashing into each other churning threads of twilight into a bitter pulp of cru......

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...A serene sunset paints the alluvium at the shore line in tones reminiscent of a blushing bride. The glassy surface of the lake reflects the gently swaying of a lone tree. Whispers of wind weave throu......

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...The crying child wipes his nose on his mother’s grimy skirt which she had tried to wash this morning, but the ingrained dirt from the pulpy alluvium has permanently stained it russet-brown. She no lo......

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...Cut open pomegranate Christmas lights aril Syrup drips erupt bitter volcano alluvium ooze Blackberry gall sullies crust creamy caramel Chroma pervades pavlova cracks in lilac hues North Pole ......

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...Reversals of Fortune I. Most think luck’s just what happens, though love groks luck’s seized by each seed that sticks (somehow) in less stone-filled ground (which its sibli......

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...When Alex was tasked to pen eight straight A’s for an animate cause He adjusted the angle arched forth in awe and anticipated attunement Ached with attrition and attributed an array afore atta......

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...ORIGINS I It began in the dank basement of the Thallasic column steeped in abyssal brine of a thousand supernovae so much alchemic sludge churned up, expelled by the co-tidal vice into the epei......

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...I was born at great heights, For the peak of morning rays and the glacial snowy nights , I never listen to my parents nor their way, And when my mother holds me I escape and melt away, At the ver......

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...in the nothingness and in the quietude throughout and here beyond reaching, in the dawning understanding with the silvered & foaming while movers and breakers, unmake the silhouette descry wi......

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...They say that love is like a rose That stems to scrape the scattered sky. But in their poetry and prose They always fail to specify The nature of the soil from which A flower budding upwards flo......

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