Aqualung Poems - Poems about Aqualung

...Daddy's specter plectrums mercilessly Fraying my nerves raw with oxidized guitar strings. my thoughts relentlessly hemorrhage onto clay vinyl grooves s p i n n i n g endless nights of suffoca......

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...Towards thy very best I project a saving nest To save the wordy test From the earthly pest And to luck, leave the rest As pure as a blank page That gets poets' hearts into cage The worries a......

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... "The Theory of Positivism" It’s criminal all theories tie that life in neat tight black bows the presents under that tree of life wide spread arms once wide ......

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... "Penny Dreadful" Penny Dreadful Penny Dreadful Do you remember when? That time long before Formaldehyde kicked in? When the Transformer......

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...g him, her echolocation surrounding him, through all those other fish making such a blasted bubbly din, “It’s mine.” the voice whispers mysteriously in his ears, “ I’m playing this, it's mine, a life to win”. (Lovejoy-Burton/ December 2017) "Aqualung", Morcheeba https://youtu.be/xxHL5szgThQ......

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...Nasty old man of privilege sneaks onto the morning meadow dawn Accumulated wealth passed on from dad is immeasurable And that which makes him too cheap to shop A feathery delicacy is what he is af......

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...Come to know truth In simple proof Beauty speaks sure With blooms so pure See lovely fest As change notes best Watch all things change Curious yet strange Each part fits well ......

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...At dusk I'll seek the rainbow arch and part ways with it's color. The sky is darkening, it's pupil obscured with cataracts as sudden sparkle sprinkles, and the dimension splits apart. Out o......

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...Clustered bubbles play among Swirls made by my aqualung; Liquid beads embroidered on Deep blue green........and then they're gone. Fleeting beauty of the sea's Ever changing tapestries.......

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...Here we go folks; and, yes, this is a hard one....Any winner, should that unlikely event take place, ought to be enshrined in the Mensa Society, and declared a puzzle-master, cryptanalyst genius,......

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...The whale song resounds in each shedding tear, The surface lies stoic and hushed, Each aqualung fathom compressed every year Blue velvet and casually crushed. The parting of souls torn a so......

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