Best Quicksand Poems

cobblestones of quicksand
tapestries of oil
teardrops of marble
left out to boil

fingerprints of tree sap
diamonds of wood
ceilings of water
- not what it should

sea breeze of fire
windmills of stone
whispering of evergreens
as I stand alone...

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Today I see how life can 
change drastically.
Yesterday I was ready to
Iive my dreams.
But today I'm stuck in
quicksand.
I can't breathe and I'm
suffocating.
It's closing in all around 
my heart and soul.
But I see a bright light but
it's going dim right before
me eyes.
I want to trust in...

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Pandemonium threatens the land . . .
we woke up and it's not Disneyland.
Congress can't make a plan,
they're just kicking the can
Down the road; we are all on quicksand.

Copyright, November 16, 2014
Faye Lanham Gibson...

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I first stepped into the quicksand
When I was only twenty-one
My girlfriend missed two cycles
My college years were not yet done
I doubled up on my courses
While working late into the night
And started sinking into the quagmire
Cuddling my daughter nice and tight

I sunk into it even deeper
When...

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"Quicksand"


In the dark shadows of my mind ...
memories ache from love's heartbreak
lost in sweet surrender
fell into the "venus fly trap" of a pretender
swallowed by emotions lake
a volatile earthquake
In the dark shadows of my mind ...

In the misty corridors of my soul ...
scars exist wounded by...

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emotions 
flying in my
mind screaming 
and asking to stay
but i say no and refuse
because they fray all happy
pure thoughts that remain in my
mind for instance as a child my mother 
would braid my hair. the sun would heat the
ground and i would look at my...

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Lazy feels like quicksand
that can't afford to move.
And everything it's pulling down
won't have a price to prove....

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Quicksand Bird - Haiku

quicksand folds over
final wave of wing, good-bye
bird succumbs, day ends...

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eyes gently dreaming
eclipse parable parades
our moments in love...

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I forget what form of poetry this is (wrote it for English class a while back.)


Swallow within your own, Panic!
Wriggling in its strong grasp, Suffering!
Subdued beneath its murk, Frantic!
Twitching weakly with hope, Flickering!...

Peacefully captive lost soul, Unspoken…
Recalling events long past, Ebbing…
Neglected feelings pour out, Broken...

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Meritocracy is nurtured through discerning differences
between regenerative and degenerative information.

Aristocracy is controlled and maintained
against revolutionary change
by both regenerative and degenerative energy patterns
of historic entitlement.

Merits and demerits
are nurtured and avoided.

Aristocrats and slaves are controlling and controlled
primarily and fundamentally
by birth rights and wrongs,
inherited wealth and power
and disinheriting...

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Like quick sand and her looks
Poetry is deep within;
Not until the SOS moment dawns
You realize how futile your exercises are.
With wanton mischief
I entered those innocuous looking waters...
After I stepped in, out of infatuation,
It stuck me, 
no use struggling
I submit to her ... still and silent
Any...

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Quicksand
Written: 5-8-16

“Staring at a rose bush from a distance
It’s truth hid behind its beauty
Falling off a cliff, hoping you might be catched
Knowing deep down, he never will


His perspective on life had me falling
I fell into a quicksand pit,
Didn’t realize I was sinking
Months went by without...

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Woke up this morning with blood on my hands.
Blood as red as the fire that burns these lands.
And its not the thought of what created these wounds,
but the thought that my fall will not end soon.

Like a shriveled rose, lost to the wind,
is my body...

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Sugar sand deserts
Birds flocking to mirages
Black holes' blind tango...

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