Bespeak Poems - Poems about Bespeak

...How still the waters rage In stillnesses of day Moving tranquil on their way Across the placid page, While simmering beneath In silent, stormy stare The torrent underneath In boiling cauldron ......

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... I've been listening to your eyes for what feels like eons, noticing how the rain cries unto your purposeful lips, excited also, by the sounds of your beautiful breaths in the smooth sunlight,......

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...The remnants of August 2024 Hurricane Debbie Like a humane huntress, she (the anthropomorphized storm) brought a spate of cool Autumn like temperatures and gentle soothing rain here within my ......

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...James Joyce: In winding streets of Dublin, I did dwell, found Ulyssean tales to weave and tell. In this modern age, voices rise anew. What themes thrive, Margaret, in works like ......

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... Our Border Is A Complete Disaster Miracle Man September 19, 2023 Each day that passes brings this country more grief, and migrants coming illegally will be allowed to stay. From this......

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...Hate, hateful hate, how doth thy poison spread A venomous fang within the human heart That doth darken all thoughts of light instead And tears friends and lovers far apart. Thou art a curse, a ......

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...In realm of love, you are the awe of mystique~ Musings of smitten soul, passions bespeak, When glances romantic lure enamored night To dance of fantasies moonlit revelries ignite Waltzing with st......

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...Dear Lord, the Giver of excess We invoked your name at the start of this assembly We have sailed safely to the shore of the meeting We have poured our thoughts as unqualified mortals Seeking to b......

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...What If I Die? Will the world be upside down? Will the stars stop moving around? Will u have an intransient hollow? Will it be difficult for you to swallow? Not ,as I think so deep . Sure......

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...a heart … is meant for a far better habitation - for a chest that garners gold and laurels … and a coursing of benevolence and bounty, not blight … so why? perhaps it thrums to weed the w......

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...Silent all winter the stone bird bath frozen in time. Autumn debris covered where in spring a fountain of daffodils erupt…. Between carpets of velvet moss- hushed breath purple faces of mini Ir......

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...Across the Heath the chill'ed land’s in sleep The Bushes hunched, the bare trees holding still In cyclic pattern: seasons’ lives bespeak Not grip of death but life's farseeing will That shall rev......

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...In My Power (For the survivors of the tornados in America) If it were in my power, I would be there To put back together all the jigsaw parts The myriad fragments of your shattered towns And pi......

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...Purpose By Sy Roth Woke this morning to a sodden sky Stretched to the limit of my arms And could hear the crack of my back and the crick in my neck To bespeak an existence. I think. Mean......

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...Minerva’s child addressed Lycaons son; “we owl and wolf are truly one”, for air and earth guardians we be. I come my brother from the trees, to meet with you upon this hour, for Gaia ......

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