Blurs Poems - Poems about Blurs

...I d r e a m away from the golden-laced drapes, tracing smoke-veiled cloudscapes, reminiscing rainbow reveries, raining with musical laughter, mirroring the sun within my maternal......

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...Tympani, beat tremendous! Like thunder roll above! Dark matter a-tenebrous; Knowest thou of love? Ah, young master. In good time! Riddles, rivers, rhyme! Griddle, fiddle, sugar, slime. Cover......

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...f e e l me like sonnets of sunrise infused with clementine cadence as I am the golden essence in your floral skyline a hazel rose quenched amidst the quiescence of dulcet devo......

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...Caustic memories dissolve on my tongue Lingering tastes of battery acid and nicotine Cause me to choke on putrid saliva. Staring at melting walls, clocks tick in unison. Distorted bir......

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... Caustic memories dissolve on my tongue Lingering tastes of battery acid and nicotine Cause me to choke on putrid saliva. Staring at melting walls, clocks tick in unison. Distorted birds......

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...For Sara Jama's contest - Casualty of your Cruelty - Inspired by the painting Oil and Gravel on Canvas by Sadamasa Motonaga what is composure perhaps just containment and presentation - ......

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... A breath made visible, a ghostly veil, Vapor ascends where solid forms turn pale. A transient mist, a whisper on the breeze, Uncertain substance swaying through the trees. It rises softly f......

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...He gets up from the death bed A dream or madness? My thoughts wander A worrying chill runs down my spine I throw up hard, then blindly faint The air grows thick, my vision blurs Shadow......

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...Everything "mine" becomes "ours" and then "hers." Everything "hers" remains her sole possession. In marriage the ownership line always blurs And as a mere husband I'd better not question... Silen......

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...My Mother’s Hands I remember a quick moment in my 20’s I was getting ready for my first “big girl” job halfway across the country from my childhood home. I looked down from my reflection in the......

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...The sky is falling quietly down The evening starts to glow You let her out in the garden Commanding off you go The dusk is growing deeper And through the shift of time I hear you calling “Pippa......

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... It’s late March, the world still sleeps, With snow that blankets, cold and deep. But in the building, soft and clear, A gentle chirping I could hear. No trees outside to greet the sun, Yet......

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...My eyes ache hard in a steady throb A retinal crack…a nagging sob I crave the words and lines which flow The pain reminds me to take it slow I reach for verses sharp and bright My vision blurs......

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...(Mulberry trees talk among themselves About the butterflies that ignore them) Butterflies love oaks, elms, and willows; we know. They play hide and seek with their leaves tinged with snow. Do t......

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...For me, you are my shining star ?? Brightening my world, no matter how far. For me, you are the cold, soft breeze, That sends sweet shivers with effortless ease. For me, you are the breath I ......

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