Branding Poems - Poems about Branding

...Massaging me with body oil, I am now your woman to spoil. My hair’s become ringlets. With an arch in the jacuzzi, I lay back let you taste me. String pearls and cigarettes. There is an absen......

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...ETERNAL QUESTION We all live in a world full of belief Yet often with little understanding And sciences too, deep at its roots Religious compliance when it suits Yet with a loyalty to the bran......

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...When looking at reflections it draws and paints from a spirit certain visions sit on the sidelines set aside afraid to choose honestly and grow a backbone straightened by facts in those refu......

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...The stage lay bare and no one was standing there, but the follow spot lit up key positions and the audience waited patiently on the opening song. Silence blazes through the hall and the only thing th......

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... The Reflection of light to.. A sanctimonious imposed Tyranny, A stifling Medical spellbinding idiocracy, Of a State Sanctioned Nihilism that couldn't stand the irony, Sycophant Pagan philis......

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...The sun scorches along the interstate branding Arizona with smoldering, rubber Nazca lines. In the steak house, ersatz, Western artifacts, She says she is Navajo but she looks like Britney Spear......

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...They embrace the illusion, loud noises of praise - in lieu of the mirage, I opt for unblemished soul. Hidden symphony conjuring reckless gambit, in the open they unveil their virtuous guise. Th......

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...Beneath the sunlit dome of sky, Where whispers of winds and rivers sigh, Lies a shadow, a wound unhealed, The truth of mankind, long concealed. We stand, architects of dreams and light, Yet bu......

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...Let us not be slaves to cycles and numbers, stars are infinite we know... Like, travel a sea despite our direction on their own waves come and go, schools of little fishy on and on flow ......

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...don’t push me over the floor is slippery a sheen of black oil why can’t you see? the hole in the ground through the carpet my heart at the bottom still beating i think i’m trying to run leg......

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...Life shattered by the state merciless and heavy handed... It may seem as if a fate threw you here to be stranded. All alone with your sorrow, with the grief stamped on your soul for today and......

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...Before my open, prying eyes Is desolation in disguise. But still, I find with no surprise The living dead beyond demise. Zombies out of mortuary Between me and sanctuary. I do what is necessa......

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...I abhor the forfeiture of hard fought and won liberty America - This nation will remain the land of the free only so long as it is the home of the brave. courtesy a local Indiana man, one name......

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...He went on an ayahuasca retreat searching for that magical seed to lead him up the stalk to his soul's treasury. This white-collar fellow with money to burn sitting before an old shaman, who'd ......

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... "Love My Way" Ghosts read the walls like braille in this place it’s a macabre dance with the past and the petulant future it romances them away from the let-it-be momen......

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