Aubade Poems | Examples of Aubade Poetry

I wake again, the sky still ash Mostly soft, not quite the weight of lead seen at five a.m; that god awful flash of knowing there is nothing when dead Here inside a room, trying to recall if sleep or darkness shapes it all Whiskey breath eats away my face Oh good! Aubade… finally shows a trace The afterlife sleeps in, it always...

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My grasp Weakens in time Gravel loosens...my grip Upon furtive blooms in my youth Lost son ...

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because of bad dating experiences that’s really been confusing me for a while his is something that she refuses to mention friends can only go so far and frei is all he is limited to poetic devices to express thoughts might he create the condition of her needing him having one person to share your thoughts in a life built together seems more novel especially when...

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From Russia with love Russia is a strange and great country, not quite in Europe and not quite Eastern, they react to mayhem but seldom intimate it; for those who are history less they won The brutal war of 1940 and 1945 by breaking the back of the German army and making it possible by Britain and the USA to take...

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Cleopatra, I investigate your eyes through Nile mist that weaves, jade butterflies that never fly sable tresses hanging over leopards bole skin on the border of Venusian dreamcatchers Gilded diadems dance as burned suns radiate from golden flakes of your crown lightning demarcating the border between genius — and ambition wars are fought easier than your heart is won; Cupid grieves your connections Great men fear being made...

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Two guys by a bus stop, and they have nowhere to go. They begin merging plucks and ribbits into a melting comfort. Their destination is the Earth, and sedans honk at them. Red stop sign becomes a resting place for a fellow cellist. Fair lime crickets play along to the weeds, if just for this one moment. And the taste...

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The day the hour, The meat the shower, Show no oscillating octopus to an octagonal obelisk and eat a Greek tortilla upside down in a second. It is wiser to tread lightly in a miller’s abode. Round and round the turrets go those turtles so mind your footing for shells can be slippery really. When shopping for an...

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The things I mostly bothered about Death, worry. those that shout Death is always crawling about a relative, a friend, someone with clout Worry about the weather, children the things we doubt And we hear the voices that often shout the screaming, the yelling the complaints of a spouse But the thing i worry most about is the thing I can do nothing...

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She had thought that love was only a game; something one could wear like a badge to garner envy amongst friends. The chill of the night enfolds her troubled emotions where dreams are unwelcome. A Stygian cloak of loneliness weighed heavily on her as she awaited an elusive epiphany. Finally, the watershed moment came, bringing...

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The truth What is the truth a question that should be easy to answer but many truths often depend on religious faiths There is a Christian truth, a Buddhist truth, an Islamic truth  Based on a system of beliefs All the people who belong to any of those groups  Think of what they believe as  the truth  The nearest we can come to unadulterated truth is You Shall...

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Roads long squandered, Routes trained to memory. a crack in the long unyielding concrete unremarkable. Then, a wildflower A peculiar pink. Leather, nostalgia. Cinnamon, mellow. Stop dead in my tracks, Wistful, yearn. Many a while did I dream of creation After all, what does it take? Soil, water, an undefeated soul. Many a while did I long for something that called me God. Many a while did I pick...

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Maxwell Montes Dorsa Rupes Tharsis Isiadis managed by Bellatrix Safran escorted Congreve to the Boneyard there they discussed his use ability. When Congreve asked a question Dorsa Rupes dismissed his concerns by saying he was bragging and his words were whoretorn relics that echo among the foolish people who idolize him. Never answering the questions and saying then what was of concern didn't matter due to his lack of interest in the topic. He...

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As I Read through the books I can find the words that decode I become a poet Not by circuit but by pursuit As I am fostering the new generation I always wanted to be famous I reclaim that the theories Put forward are worries I don't know whether I am scholar I don't know how how to use my knowledge As...

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Isn't it amazing how it goes on like a flowing river? Unaware of disheartening droughts and ecstatic springs. The moments cherished together get lost in history. Hearts once close decouple as a sweet mystery. The eyes used to witness have no tomorrow. All of a sudden, the heart is full...

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Standing in a small boat on one of the Great Lakes the early morning sunrise having turned into a cloudless new day. Shoreline behind me, mostly trees, some houses, a large park that was once a factory and water as far as I can see. It was a matter of perspective this view I enjoyed the birds and ducks could see further while planes overhead...

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