Burrows Poems - Poems about Burrows

...Can I teach you about life’s little trick? The path to Eden doesn’t exist; It lights up beneath your feet You don’t preach the light; you remove the flickering bulb. You don’t teach what’s......

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...Pounding at the resonant head of my chest—he of hunger latches his fangs just beneath my jaw— not to sever silence, but to pummel poison. Tissue parts with wet reluctance, he with need more th......

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...We see but grey where once was green As bulldozers now scrape, Turning a joyful rural scene Into joyless landscape. The area was green-belt land With forest and pasture But as our numbers s......

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...Refugees I know of a forest where all trees are equally tall and the distance between them is strangely wide is so they can get the same amount of sun and rain will fall evenly on plants and mos......

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... Beyond the city lights, villages, towns and burrows. Beyond fields of sweet clover, and brightly flowered meadows. Beyond the evening news, filled with politician’s cries. Beyond all the ha......

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...Billionaires live in a rat hole And hoard funds for their barren soul Their burrows and blight Are nests out of sight Where pest control's just whack-a-mole The rich bribe the prez with cash n......

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...All rabbits chased out of their holes, Snakes now make their burrows their own: Their venom, their flight it controls. All rabbits chased out of their holes. How to scare out the snakes, their go......

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...A shadow shrouded hawk as inert as stone perched. The fence is a claw some dead hand has hammered into the moonlight. Clouds, if only there were clouds to blur this stark glare. That ......

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...an ethereal drill burrows deep within our third eye bliss furrows burn the veil liberating soul from mind from a centreless fulcrum the gong of Om reverberates dark voids within form fill ......

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... More rural space becomes an urban scar As man’s machines arrive and start to scrape Through living loam down to the dead grey clay. Hedges ripped out and carted off to tip, Trashing nests and b......

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... "Some things happened today, More will unfold tomorrow— But have you ever asked the rabbit, Why he hides in a burrow? Once, he roamed above the ground, Proud, swift, and free— But the......

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...Solely the summer’s heat dissipates, Temperatures at night cooling daily; The promises of the ants to gather, Gatherings awaits the time that so last Tunneling burrows interphases space; Bu......

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...Stepping out into the warm morning sun to find it holding hands with the meadows The grass and the flowers dance synchronously with each other's shadows Elated, in watching life come alive,......

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...The paths of my mission would be rows of roses, I thought. To my shock, in tipsy turvy twists and turns, I got tossed Didn't I desire to know the known to know the unknown? Each wish of mine, like......

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...I been down that road before . . . losing direction, deep in thought . . . Not about what could be ours but rather what it is we've got. There seems nothing to be gained in the l......

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