Arch Over Poems - Poems about Arch Over

... Concrete river, a churning flow of steel and glass, a vein of the city, pumping life and noise and dust. Not just a road, but a story etched in asphalt, of dreams pursued, of deadlines c......

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...pink roses hang heavy in the undulating heat a partial arch over the laneway gentle sway midst the silver dust a youth with his pug dog pauses half in shadow beneath the flowery portal the air......

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...It's not like a rush of waves Like I've read in those books The innocent idyllic lies Of fountain wishes and Written dreams and Patriarchal fantasies All in illustration Illusions? Delusions......

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... Sunshine rousing cheers echo the day in As clouds move to blueness And colors arch over earth Made anew in rejuvenating pleasure. A butterfly sings, dances, And chooses a flowering Daisy’s......

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... “And I remember Muscatine -still more pleasantly - for its summer sunset. I have never seen any on either side of the ocean that equaled them.” Samuel Clemens in his younger years when he wor......

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...https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=esMo_GMj0uw Goddess of the sky vault of the heavens you arch over the earth and the heavens, shedding your light on our strengths and delivering your powerful t......

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...Golds, deep reds, oranges, the colors of October. Flaming oaks arch over a thin, winding mountain road. Bright sun filters through leaves as if stained glass. An abundance of acorns foretell ......

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...Young pulsating eyes Arch over dry hieroglyphs; What does it all mean?......

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...water flowing down cascading over old rocks silver mist sprays out reflecting light from the sun a rainbow arch over head......

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...If you question Straight thyself, Commanding pride of trust Prefer to maintain love, Resort monotheism Make the land paradise Would receive ne'er Own assertive voice. When fe......

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...One fine blustering autumn day an old man puts on his boots pulls up his trousers off he goes, If anyone wondered where he was going it was to a forest a good long walk it was a fine day, The old man......

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...Soft colors as skies... forming an arch over me, I stare up and smile.......

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