Blueprints Poems - Poems about Blueprints

nesting blue jays rest wooden homes secured with first ~ saplings of spring's birth...

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I am jotting down blueprints... Mapped out as such to give hints. As if a gun comprising trigger... Planned as such for something bigger. Creative writing I am making... Yours for optional taking. Aiming to make a collection... Seeking so in my direction. Poems I am writing somehow... In the scheme of things for now. Ideas formed inside my mind... Uploaded, most you will find. All of...

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Love me where I am most ruined, refurbish all of the cracked paint; Turn my scraps into abstract art, your design leaves me whole again; Refurbish all of the cracked paint; Within broken eyes see a vision, scattered but still a masterpiece; Turn my scraps into abstract art; Resourceful little architect use every detail like a block; Your...

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the wild flowers jettisoned beauty just like normal people do seems like beauty is all around and yet still too hard to find for some. the truth is nothing could be simpler for the simple man and simple dreams. and everything was out there in the wide open expanse seems like everything was always somehow lurking underneath the shadows of the sun. they took it all in all...

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We built a chinkless wall Without blueprints at all. We did not pause to think About this wall of ours, As stone by stone it rose Above our tiptoed eyes. Trash piled up on both sides Of what our labor laid; Yet, at least, a rose climbs, Prideless, Upon this moss-grown side....

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Imagine DNA as architectural color design, regenerative blueprint, but written in fugue fractal songs, no two exactly identical except for twins. Each species shows some shared architectural greyscale function like staffs holding up a linear musical score for counting eighth and sixteenth notes in 4-dimensional realtime. Each hue and cry species shares it's own seasoned key and basic rhythmic nurturing structure and range of song-scaled nutritional...

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I'll type here what my prayers have been to God since the day after the car show at airport, Eyes don't lie, window to soul, can't deny, it kills me to read another questions if this love is a lie, for me, not a fraction of whatever math wiz, but alive, butterflies, goose bumps, forehead kisses,...

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Our dreams are but the blueprints of our awaiting to be constructed future! (c) Demetrios Trifiatis 22 October 2016...

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