Azimuth Poems - Poems about Azimuth

...I. Sighting I saw you through refracted light- a prism of chance splitting ordinary into spectrum. Wind-tangled hair terra cotta and rosemary beneath your nails th......

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... On a misty mountaintop, where eagles guard the skies, a priestess awaits, like a pacing dragon, her lover's gaze to stair upon like a tiger from a pit, her wait become but shadows ......

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...A dark blue midnight awning has its portrait, etched by a a starlit silver lustrous galaxy, silhouette of black lace frilled clouds, in somber quietude adrift beneath a vibrant pearl, amber mo......

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...A dark blue midnight awning has its portrait, etched by a starlit silver lustrous galaxy, silhouette of black lace frilled clouds, in somber quietude adrift beneath a vibrant pearl, amber moon......

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...First blush fountain azimuth of hued rays wet patio shrub basket in the haze zealous heartland tower cry as life force celebrate and savour August rare days Magenta skylines cluster silken clo......

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... Mnid playrugond a laynbirth mzaing plzuze. Intricately woven words amaze with nuzzle. Nurturing emotions, they ascend, Delicate meanings, they transcend. Piercing through the depths of ......

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...I did not think you knew what an azimuth was, I said to Guy. “I am not a Neolithic,” he told me with a sniff, I know why… Some people misjudge this brilliant child of two months past twelve. His m......

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...Purpose needs a point North and South poles firm Directing movement When alone poles go nowhere My compass spins without rest Hoping true North is out there Even geese know where South lies......

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...The light shimmers off the moon lit grass as the frost breaks it into an aroma of colors. It’s an otherwise calm night. Her foot touches down as if being lowered from a machine. With the blood ......

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...why yellow flowers Are so afraid of the wind...? And the ripe fruits so afraid of slingshots... ? why flowers don't fear nudity so much and why......

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...IF EVER I HAD A COUNTRY: LXXVIII for Suzanne DELANEY, in appreciation (Prelude: CAN THE WRONG MAN BE RIGHT ? ABSOLUTELY ! If only he were NOT guilty of the self-same crime ! ......

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...We gathered around an old, grey battered table, one leg was to short, darn thing was unstable. Spread out on top laid a map with torn edges, markings in pen, circling valleys and ridges. Azimuth ......

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...Billowed in black by my schizophrenic ponderings, these personalities are somehow resolute. Within a matrix of survival; they coincide. Fractals of quanta and wavelengths that fall from grace, ......

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...The Sixty-Four Rulers of the Yi Jing When chieftains uncrowned yearn to be enthroned They either give their daughters to princes Or invite other chieftains and have them poisoned Some choose......

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...Points Above and Below the Line (Enea Canonises Catherine of Siena) It's not a thing we go for any more, that hierarchy malarkey, but in fact the medieval mind set mega store by stairs and ......

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