Artesian Poems - Poems about Artesian

...the found map led me to an asymmetrical doorway, created by an artesian I wondered at the builder as I approached the boards were placed diagonally skillset many carpenters have not mastered I k......

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... As I fall into the buzzing altar of heavy metal shifting sand, maw, swirling sheets, illness drools plus plus halcyon? drawn too many wrinkles obfuscating drooling stic......

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...an artesian altar stocks moist manna seized in vast rounds twice arrested sights cascade moment instills reawakening a sheltered reckoning breathes no regrets prepped ascensions ~a......

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...Older lady with face of a ninety-year old Wore a bejeweled spider on her lapel It was striking, many commented Others seemed to not notice How you could not notice, I do not know She was a tin......

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...It was the dresser few could have visualized I spotted it in the flea market as fantasized Patterns most would have been able to think up or paint Created by an artesian whose designs are never fa......

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...This is not a tale, my friends, this is as true as the truths, Could I say, it's the pathos of, a pair of insane youths? Aftab Poonewala, the boy; Shraddha Walkar, the girl, Both 'lived-in' long......

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...Autumn Falling David J Walker It was the Chambermaid Who smoothed the sheets And swept the floors Of the summerhouse And checked the windows and Locked the doors For another season......

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...Desert drought left this sinner dry. The cloudless sky would not say why. Frugal cactus shared water free. God has been merciful to me. I will not mourn the lack of rain Joy in God’s sky is my......

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...Delta Dirt By Patrick Kelly I think back throu......

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...Most beautiful creature I had ever seen More gorgeous than ebony pumas or wild wolves I was fascinated, and intimidated; she was the Sheila. There was danger in knowing her. She was the ultima......

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...Bloom or bouquet or bunch or bare brief buttonhole, Fresh or full-blown or nosegay or fresh posy role; Flowers blossom in saucy slimy silkiness, Seek them to be the same, is senile silliness. R......

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...Dreams of the Shaman David J Walker It was the Prairie version of Eden In the evening light Awaiting the day exposing the Cover of Buffalo Grass Its flag-like banners of male flower Fly......

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...Amaury Guichon never does anything common, small, ordinary or usual. A creative artesian who thoroughly thinks designs through before he begins. His craft is chocolatier, and his inventions are phe......

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...DROUGHT young lamb at watering hole, partaking of bubbling brook from down below of artesian bore, like many lambs here and now, all hesitant at first, and only taking what is offered, in o......

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...Alone upon the bench he perched, blue eyes locked in hollow stare, Like almonds long since plunged to earth, with little flourish or fanfare. A look of depth—an Artesian well, into which one......

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