Branching Poems - Poems about Branching

...Gold the young moon above an Andalusian grove. Love vines bind us as we share the same wine. In a sterile Spanish clinic her cat-scan is read in a dead language. I keep looking at the stark......

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...The hidden one moves in silence with violent footsteps pounding the pavement While grounding itself to disengage from grooves designed to uproot it found its level Leveling to find balance betw......

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...It cocks an eye at me. I recall, as a boy, I stood by a window looking at a sparrow just like this one. Every feather could be the same, even the mien and stance – the same. I had never though......

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... Trees form an alliance…you might say they’re in cahoots… with other trees and organisms that intertwine within their roots. Pine, fir, palm, cherry, maple…it matters not what we call them what......

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...Do you regret, when you make a mistake? While I surely understand your concern, do you know that you'll get an even shake, a priceless education in return? So, go ahead, and give yourself a break......

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...The discarded dead find an unused beauty, an afterlife that curls, re births, tunnels and reshapes - a mulching of a former season's thin bones. Mortality buds from an emptiness long before the ......

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...flowers foster all round any matter whomever whatever whenever wherever whyever however be of poetree branching len ......

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... God’s grace bestowed bursting from birth Grants our quickened souls joyous mirth As seeds to bloom with blessings’ flow… Thanks! Blest life thrives in triumph glow. Since God’s mercy ......

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...What if all was one? What if the many were merely reflections Of a single thread, Looping through the fabric of time? What if time flows not just forward, But back— A river branching, Yet al......

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...Your petals wilt, Your rose has resolute. Fearing its completion, Its ballet is sung, Dragging its roots along Your rose has begun withering. Dirt covered masking Leaves branching of torme......

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...Biochemistry—the chemistry of life’s design, Where molecules dance, interlink, and align, A bridge between cells, atoms, and earth, Defining each process, from death to birth. From cells to tissu......

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... To be left bare to all rhyme and most reason From gnarled wounds of sweet nectar eaten A Mother whom suckled life, now weakened Still they come in glee, lapping there the given In her bloomed......

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...A mind, a fertile field, sown with seeds of wisdom old, and Nai Talim's gentle fold. Each classroom, a blossoming tree, roots deep in Dewey's decree, branching out, a vibrant spree. Wor......

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...an empty room and I stare at the ceiling blank eyes and a blanker slate, my poker face arms spread over my head all I can see are whirring blades blurring into creamy paint and the small cra......

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...The flower blooms, Petals unfurl, A beacon of beauty, Sometimes in a harsh world. The poetic muse, Takes flight on the breeze, Words dance and shimmer, Like leaves in the trees. Idea......

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