Best Solidness Poems

Imaginary equivocates 
Inquiring all along the states 
In a silenced unreal fullness of Time 
Necessity and Space, for a while 
Forever unconsciuous of her mind...

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Repulsive Slumber  

Down the basement, 
not a single color of envy,
flat-lines, are standing still all around.
The stillness is suffocating,
everything coming my way.
Different from,
the morals,
of...

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In the middle of the meadow she stands.
Majestically reaching toward Heaven.
Beautiful in her solidness,
Patient and serene.

From beneath her branches
Kisses are stolen between lovers,
Their initials etched...

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I have walked for a mile 
in her footsteps.

She
offers a cooling balm
for the heat of my frustrations.
Leaning against that solidness gives pause,
to stop and drink...

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The blue, blue skies of Manhattan.

Scores of bird's going off for the night,
hoards of flightful fancies,
singing through the clouds,
flying tall and proud.

Sea breeze,
chills and the...

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Once upon a time,
In the depths of my mind,
I was transported.

Alone in a barren valley,
Desolate and bare,
No visible life.

I look up through the heat haze,
Gasp...

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i go in the morning, 
as i normally do, and 
warm my cup of coffee,
robust awakenings to today,
sit down and begin to arouse and 
contemplate...

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Press me from behind

My back to your chest

Your flesh between my thighs

Exhilarate me

Watch my blush rise

From my breast 

Up my long neck

My face glows

The solidness...

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Oh Death
                       ...

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It wasn't a memory as such but a story, 
Recounted time and again by parents loving and proud.
Young men are too occupied chasing visions and...

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He’s like my idol in today’s generation
the Holy Father who’s an answer
to the growing tensions in our religion.
Catholicism in its form and nature
Pope Benedict XVI,...

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Yon rock you represent me, once dust a mark or character used as a conventional representation of an object
No, do I worship thee
your function, or...

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I walk through a barren forest
I hear the thunderstorm coming
Raining my tears of sadness
I walk, crunching on the falling dead leaves
A forest fire burns in...

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Love for you is such a pretty hope. 
And when the airplane went up - 
airplanes are such... most. 

And they fly up in the...

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Feel the stability of solidness under your feet.
         We get accustomed to standing on concrete..
  ...

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