Best Fames Poems

by Michaelw1two

 Worrisome ways is hunger’s wile,
 the body swoons as in the pot water boils;
 the idea stirs, steam fills the air,
 alas alone, in the water’s rip hunger rides;
 a pinch of salt, and nothing else,
 this mournful dish, a daily task seen...

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Proudest of graves as get grey mass of moss, 
Where goats greedily browse young sprouts still green, 
The graves as get grey that had grandeur seen, 
Tallest of fames fade fainter with dull gloss. 
The seeds of fame sown ere as fail to flower, 
As...

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