Blanch Poems - Poems about Blanch

...“feeling not thinking, soul with love linking ~ we attained God consciousness unblinking” I've been told that I wear my heart on my sleeve that I try too hard to love others that I open my he......

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...Book by book, I see the hook, How about we have a look, Don't make me choke, I am with a bottle of Coke, I hear a creek, I am not a Greek, The shrubs are on a bleak, Glistened by the sleek, ......

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...A cacophonic silence, A mere blanch of a catastrophic faliure, A maroon in a sickening mirage, 'tis a shade one more, As a ray one less, Fairing smiles adiue, Requiem of a chastised face, Lay ......

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...Into the gloom by Michael R. Burch Into the gloom, beyond the point of caring, past fascist rows that stare and blanch and cross and watch us always, by the sunset's flaring, we watch our fo......

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......A warrior shrieked, pitched sideways, bled when he hit the ground, the Apache spurred their horses, looking to flank around. But John expected such a thig, he looked right and saw one, the I......

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...The fruit Apples, grapes, pears Held in a bowl so rare Heat water, it is now impallid. Salad impallid -verb- to blanch(blanch par boil but also to dip in hot ......

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...Once there was a tiny tree, who wished itself a lofty, wide-spread oak; longing to have on him song-birds light... to share a tune to strum some beams on full-moon night –......

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...Back to back we stand staring into the future. The moon loves us for it is dead-eyed and alone. Long or brief all days dwindle, while nights row us back over that vast seas we arrived from. Fac......

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...** From Moon to Clover ** I say,”Do not!” live every day As if it were our last day,” like some advise. For tears will flow without end And cheeks cannot be quenched, nor hearts be Rushed......

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...Wednesday's the middle of the sandwich equidistant from weekends -- unhitched Plenty of room for all those toppings ketchup, mayo and rain showers -- she's sopping How unjust, other days' i......

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...Please remember this is England. It’s not the many, it’s the few. It’s not democracy anymore because you’ve given Carte blanch for us to screw you. It’s not Greensleeves you hear over the meadow......

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...My hat has a gardenia that refuses to behave. She throws a fit that would make a Neanderthal cave. I asked what she needed, what helps, what does she crave? She said she always wanted a close stra......

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...I am eye-deep in a story, a timeless place that only happens now. The view from the train window is as still as a mountain – I may be reading too fast. The speed of my eyes takes time to emerge......

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...Point of View or Truth? What is your view of politics? I'm sad, but dream there's more, though politics says rhythm's plague, rhyme's rotten to the core, and hope seems l......

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...2 cups of crushed pork rinds ( hot and spicy) or crushed fritos 1 tablespoon of Garlic powder 2 tablespoons of cayeene 1 tablespoon of onion power 1 tablespoon of salt 2 tablespoons of cornstarc......

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