Breadth Poems - Poems about Breadth

I told no one I'd seen the night— how tension breached a sunset start, how sea had swallowed all the light. I told no one the world is glass—a whale is art, this frame of sky its ancient right, it plays each game the same—by heart. Still moment's pulse too wide to try resuscitation, CPR— now all that's left to gain, insight I told...

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Creep of extremism leaches in bloodstream, numbing Route of innate thought unpenetrated, retains nothing Sacred to the self, - stiff agendas pose as omniscient Obscures own findings, carves our fragile opalescent Ignores the phosphor we all hold, outlooks pertinent Absorbs with proffer of doctrines contract penchant Squashed compulsion, thwarted inside tight quarter Squeezes dry the yearn for a gyrated...

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You form the breadth And depth of me, my love, As the sable night In twilight's finest silk. Lavender lilacs poise In simplicity And Fresh's joys; Nature generously renders. Its redolence wanders On a small simple table Set for two; Quiet and peaceable. Struggling dreams reach, Eager climax cries. Apace, A waft murmur hum, Lilacs scent lingers Delicious romantic sighs; Come smothering ardent rhythm Through the warm hidden Night it surrenders. My love, You form the...

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If my love were to be frozen in time would its enamored glow forever remain as poetry in a book, Sonnets written in rhyme? If in flakes of snow, my heart was encased would my affection wax and never wane? It's said a heart without passion is frigid and incapable of feeling torrid emotion, but if winter frost glazed o'er me, a...

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i see you curiously watching me as i walk towards you your mind adrift like leaves of november aglow a flicker of moonbeams dance in the pools of your eyes as they gaze hopelessly into the depths of mine endless shivers run down my spine beneath the stroke of your fingers as they brush against me gently sweeping my hair from my face before a kiss a language unspoken through hushed words as your lips tenderly nestle against mine lingering in the breadth of my soul your whispers consume my once vacant thoughts with the echoes of giggles as you...

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The breadth Of true love Stretches Far and wide Longer... Than oceans Rivers Continents Deserts It can't be Measured It stretches... Beyond Any road Galaxies STRAND choice L,any theme any form Poetry Contest (Winner: 3rd Place) Sponsored by Brian Strand Date written: 03/20/2020 Charlieku New Form Poetry Contest Sponsored by: charles messina Date written and posted: 05/05/2019...

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Limitless in length and breadth Beyond measure in depth Akash is the greatest field Sheltering innumerable things docile and wild Undisturbed, calm and peaceful Truly resourceful It never feels with anybody to compete Permitting everything to pass through it. Mountains, clouds, lightning and rains Anything else like falling chieftains Are temporary phenomena Episodes in a drama Vanishing...

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I was drawn to her in temporal depth of night, glancing her way in beams of harvested light But in mourning her, I wept behind shrouds, concealed by a hovering bank of sullen clouds She'd danced for me in a green ruffled gown Her supple skin changed to russet then brown How she teased me from the height of her haven So...

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He has gone forth and traversed the paths of the world and sought out those things the desires of his soul to see the majesty of the land ...

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if my love for you was any greater the trees would line up in poetic forms ...awe you in sonnets written... ...part...to allow winds to cool your face... to trace it with nature’s hand. all the oxygen that covers all the waters rise, supercharge the breadth of my emotion. mountains would melt, shed their peaks like tears of joy. even the...

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Living with the love of your life, But not loving the life you’re living Is like living a life’s breadth from love...

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He has gone forth and traversed the paths of the world and sought out those things the desires of his soul to see the majesty of the land ...

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George walked past the throngs Straight to the pier. It had been a long day And he needed To digest it all, to recount time. To remember love again. To catch it In the air. His large hands on the wooden rail, Julie came to mind....

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