Billow Poems - Poems about Billow

I FEEL NO BILLOW: Obvious smile covering enormous of feelings. Shadows on the wall tells 'bout what could be happening. Self-isolation mobilised for a painstaking decision. Children of destitute parents on gruesome mission; Fantasies and fallacies boosting men for filching, Selling souls for vainglories all of a sudden. I'm clinged to a belligerence as proud cudden, My hope, my goals really strictened and...

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Hollow as a crooked pipe conducting waste to the corroded sewer Vacant and obscure like a Freudian void on a cold lavatory seat Hollow as a piper’s flute waiting for nimble charming fingers Vacant like a comatose stare reflecting mindless nothingness Shallow as a muddy puddle pummelled by boots from wet feet Superficial like a scratch on a bubble conceding...

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Saw weeping trees which were willow; Wind blew and branches would billow; Gently done, In the sun, While I had been resting on my pillow. Jim Horn...

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Thunderous billow Dark clouds swiften much beyond Heart is gust-wind plucked Russell Sivey...

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Soft cool rains fall clear-crystal and alabaster sands are patiently... broken down, by the merry hands of the wind... time... . The Sun rises, falls, Mother Earth and Moon, all the planets revolve around, enchanted amid, reverent hope-promenades-about love lulls them sings them a tender song, grace... delights... . Wild horses run boldly as-one across gentle, vibrantly swaying fragrant-meadows joyous hound-dogs howl,...

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Aye and it’d be “Land Ho”, ya lazy landlubbers! It’s where ya’d be if ya’d had yer druthers, Braggin’ the seven seas and swiggin’ pints of ale, Chasin’ maidens and wishin’ on a mermaid tail! Look sharp! Turn to! heave ho! All hands on deck, Er I’ll have hemp stretchin’ round yer neck! Thars work at be done afore ya...

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Soft cool rains fall clear-crystal and alabaster sands are patiently... broken down, by the merry hands of the wind, time. The Sun rises, falls, Mother Earth and Moon, all the planets revolve around, hope-promenades-about love enchants them sings them a tender song, grace... delights... . Wild horses run boldly as-one across gentle, vibrantly-swaying fragrant-meadows joyous hound-dogs...

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"Finally, I let it go... But it had claw marks all over it." The way I felt, The way I reasoned, Even the way I talked changed. As my years demanded it, I knew. I understood. I saw face to face What was in part had to part. So, reluctantly I put it away, Except for in faith and malice. Now I'm nostalgic. ...

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