Authorial Poems - Poems about Authorial

... Seal the mountains, the peaks, the city— The little emperor rides waves like in Shanghai Bund. In the end, the man who loved beauty became a rifle. Where is the man-made bathing pool atop that m......

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... Appreciation: A big thank you Silent One for your splendid narration of this poem. THE GANGSTER Through foreboding, whispering,......

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...Serious sibling subluxation... rapprochement somewhat salvaged dislocation Truth be told about following poem mostly written quite some years ago, and revisions made to recreate and revise ......

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...IDEAS an applied sense of the literate conceptions   undevalued  gratituous but  honourable in  curious phenomena change places a mark of verse   fluctuating rhythm. gyrating  emoti......

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...I landed in an online dreamland with two more. You know these fictitious men with surreal fame; One dreamt of hunting a big phantasy fish for... And the other went on tossing a sky-high cl......

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...Nonetheless feel gratitude without cerumen eye zing January 22, 2020 'ere and thank guardian angels who find me continually blessed regarding audiological sense to hear, whereby faculty ears av......

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...Brainstorming (For Me) Generates "Writer's Block" Lesson obstruction, but more so an over whelming flood of ideas makes dredging, conceiving than giving birth to an amenable no......

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...Serious Sibling Subluxation... Rapprochement Somewhat Salvaged Dislocation This trademark ungainly, unsightly, and unwieldy title essentially huzzah mask ***** aid, and accentuates ......

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...Into what wisp of cloud or clod did my poem flee? Into what minuscular pinch of diaphanous, free-floating empyreal, stratospheric air did my figurative furled parchment disappear? Where are those p......

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...I used to fancy that I was punctual. But on two occasions, I happened To be late—to my lectures. I was a latecomer, in other words. I promptly granted the organizers and the audience The liber......

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...Pen scribbles incantation As the writing reveals itself suddenly Reveling thought unburdens its borrowed code Bodies dance to release their outpouring presence Humanly, we wait A readership to hawk......

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