Basal Poems - Poems about Basal

... That was then…. When the tapestry of contentment enveloped the enthralled expanse exhilarated, of the sensuous sky called life. When the fervent flight was friendly for the esoteric essen......

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...Terror When I thought of the terror Once I sat engaged and freighting Much I marveled the splendid scare Deep into that darkness fearing On that day my soul grew lonely Once upon a m......

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...He was the most basal, nasal Bottom slowest, lowest relative in their family, Jess Mamily. They were fearful and tearful, When his parents brought him to Sunion Reuion He was dorky, dinky, od......

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...The first word there had to be - was BE, and that was the very first in existence And from Genesis and Eden to Elsinore, it has had a remarkable degree of persistence It seems that once BE had be......

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...The dandelion, a broad-leaf perennial, life with very distinct stages. Don’t confuse it with a biennial cause this plant has five changes. Seedlings made of yellowish leaves form a basal rose......

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...By Mark Miller 02/27/2017 Misuse in efforts of conscience abused in use reliance on substance for short lived comforts. Machine of status in a creatures stature drowns below layers deep bene......

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...Absurd Walls: By Mark Miller 03/08/2018 I sit in wait, For melancholic relief Consumes self-trust resistance. Out from the clear and into the black shatter dust. Although, I cannot explain i......

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...by Mark Miller 07/29/2017 Sterile relic of born conscience sleeps fitfully Under carrion comfort slipper condition Stones drown status creature's treason Into vipers cavern wall containment ......

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...Like a tiny drop of rain glinting then cracking the surface where still waters once lie creates a ripple effect spreading outward to the farthest reaching shore Is how so deeply wanting the s......

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...Once a friend of mine invited me for lunch A celebration he planned for his book launch, The book was on traditional Indian cuisine, I knew No very different from its modern cousin or new. I was ......

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...Thy birth on January 13th – cervical contractions would not abate the pesky master (papa), strove to synchronize seminal bait thence, forty-two weeks after ma parents did pro ......

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...Give me some skin (from the sun's point of view) By Franklin Price 7/26/2017 Give me some skin, this is me the old sun You may not like it, but you are the one Chose you when young, to put to......

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...Sabotaging orbitofrontal communication incorporating connection between anterior cingulate gyrus cortex heightening activity bridging (via atom sized pontoon bridges) greater activity upon basal gang......

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...In the beginning was the word Before that, no noun, no thing Then no sound was ever heard And no passing bell would ring So therefore no adjective was needed to describe it or deplore it No pr......

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...I was his earthquake Shaking the ground at which he stood He was an iridescent pebble I tossed him like a skipping stone across the ocean But I always found him On a beachy island brought in by ......

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