Approaching Poems - Poems about Approaching

Beware of the albatross, under radar he flies.' If he gets To a neck hold? I say' kiss your 'foi gras' goodbye.! Forget about co-ahesion, play it cool with your hand.' Now you're clear of the wilderness, keep your counsel Private, stay ever oh so slightly un-planned.'...

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Dark thick clouds roll in Lightning, thunder, and hail stones Run to the basement. ...

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Monday is coming..I can taste the dread.! a sacrifical Summit i see ahead.' The condemed has long snorted A magical power.? Dusty corners await now a'quiver to Devour' aquaintances are many, and friends will be few.' Times and a half times, once upon a time! (you were new) You've consulted the augeries, and laid out the bones Burned up the...

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goodbye greenery hello bright vibrant colors welcome falls splendor...

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From the moment his eyes found mine, I felt him wrapping me in a silk cocoon... held closely within the warmth of his arms. I was aware of the threads he was weaving when our lips met in a lover's dance... the long sweeping steps of a waltz the kind that sensually begets romance. My thoughts crashed like waves rushing...

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Upon approaching advent of an early spring 2024 (alternately titled GENESIS RESPLENDENT) No matter the calendrical/official onset of vernal equinox takes places Tuesday, Mar 19, 2024 and transpires until Thursday, Jun 20, 2024, an intimation sensed (predicated on above average temperatures for February 21st, 2024) that season of blooming plants will override any assertion of Old...

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The fog delays alighting; Suddenly I appear in that street. the moon tries to peep out of the well The wind chases a song all over the street. As if some stranger I am watched uneasily. A bunch of dogs come swimming and get buried in the gaps of fence. Losing consciousness chaos escape the memory. Rain that went past me reaching the street-corner where...

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My goodness the time's really flying by Nine o'clock and yet no new poems Get your bum into gear my dear friend Jack Morning will soon be broken Try not getting caught with your pants down Scouts say, “Always Be Prepared” It's very good strategy for many things in life Like toilet paper, always have a spare Maybe writing poetry is a little...

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From sky new novel 'Approaching Storm' The winds of war have called again courage summoned—to befriend Through evil darkness blowing strong we face the threatened coming dawn...

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The bats in the tower rats in the barn Night befits cowards who run from the storm (Poem To End Chapter 48: March, 2023)...

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The finger on the trigger has destiny in its hand (Poem To End Chapter 39: February, 2023)...

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Invisible in nature it simmers within To rise to the surface when conflict begins (Poem To End Chapter 32: February, 2023)...

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A man clad in mystery history would learn The world in his debt with fury to burn Duty and honor in marriage live on With courage his mantra —and battle his song (Poem To End Chapter 20: February, 2023)...

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The graves have been dug all bugles away Medals awarded for valor displayed The soldiers in transit to homes once so dear But where is the peace —when gunfire you hear (Opening Poem To My New Novel: ‘Approaching Storm’)...

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Swirling, twirling leaves are hurling around, abound the trees and ground Singing, ringing breezes bringing lonely, goldly autumn only Leaving, grieving October's weaving its sleepy, slippery shroud...

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