Balustrade Poems - Poems about Balustrade

...In Paris, society people unironically dress for dinner, go to cocktail parties (where the hostess has an obvious drinking problem), dine with Catholic Bishops, industrialists, politicians and occasio......

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...In my spirit, I desire that the seed To blossom from within. May bleed from my eyes In the manner of magenta. The bougainvillea flowed from the vine Along the railing of the ba......

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...The horizon was brewing ominous clouds, Dark as if they came out of hell. The once azure sky became hazy As the north wind chilly breezes Puffed up more stratocumulus, Rain-heavy clouds signi......

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...I have a woman. I’m proud to call her my wife. Some give theirs’ nicknames, ‘her indoors’ and ‘the trouble and strife’ Now, I have my flaws and they are many and vast. I think like a man, slowly ......

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...Beyond my Grecian villa walls of stone a great bridge does cross the river’s divide, and the Maroochy water’s gentle groan concentrates my mind betwixt moon and tide. Where over burning c......

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...What is life? For I grew tasty to be The most foolish, explored The library and balustrade Of foolery, for many a good time, But in the line, undeciphered That the most foolish I could ever......

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...A midnight shriek or sudden bang Disrupts the thread of tales, Entangled in unconscious mind With sounds of lashing flails. Wherefrom it comes, whither it goes? I threw my eyes up there, The ......

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...It’s Thursday morning, the twelfth day lock-down here. While sitting cozily in my room’s balcony with a bible and ukulele, some tiny birds perch tamely at the balustrade inviting me to play the most ......

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...Scented leaves falling on the balustrade Poet's lyrics through twilight Yet to come, buds waiting ......

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...TURN THE PAGES OF YOUR HISTORY AND FIND THE PAGES OF YOUR SOUL THE ONES THAT CONTAIN THE MYSTERY OF YOUR BREATH'S INTAKE (B) BEND WITH THE WIND AND CURVE YOUR MIND AROUND THE THOUGHTS THAT SPRIN......

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...A midsummer's day turned any old night, Yet my wife, my wife was nowhere in sight. Around the town I searched with frantic celerity, Yearning for a glimpse of her blonde-haired gaeity. Her friend......

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...Your castle has a moat to mark for the unawares the point of danger, the change of rule. My fort has a juice box Your castle has a drawbridge to allow in only those who pass the "Hark! Who g......

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...Chorus X 2 I wish you smell the cologne of my intentions I wish you hear the piercing rhythms of my heart I wish you see the torment of your short absence and also to feel the weight of my......

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...Treasure Hunt If perchance you go to the park they call Wilderness look for the maroon bridge that spans across the great divide between the untamed land of the woods and the coarse grass ......

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...Some would call me homeless. I call myself a traveler. In this city I traverse the wonder of human art and nature's beauty as if the two have melded together as one. The ornate iron railings seem ......

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