Cacophonies Poems - Poems about Cacophonies

...Bubbling babbling burbling banter from the bar.. Sup hush….memory lane trip...Proustian rush..pleasingly tickled. Plushly ebbed…spidery beer swirls webbed…lace whirls..grace dimpled dappled ja......

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...Filtering through the empty broken balconies along the rivieras are the waning cacophonies echoing monotonous songs, “Merciless they are to us at the breaking of dawn” Where life once thrived, we......

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... Spring things arrive, assaulting eyes unused; Hollowed by a winter grey, whitened paint infused. Bleeding sudden kaleidoscopes to landscapes, Cacophonies of endless greetings, drowning pain......

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...Little Kaistosinikyi, she would speak, a phrase that stirs the depths of my psyche, a reminder of the scorching flame that burns inside, a fire that illuminates the path ahead. Two wolves, I......

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...An orison to hope Shattered into smithereens Its keened tongues and teeth gnash and lament A despairful cry of a cutthroat womb. Cacophonies cry out Cellos and violins bow, inexorable and unfo......

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...footsteps as I walk to the podium* Lights dim, where words writhe like serpents in the darkness, I concoct a brew of bitter brutalities. “The cacophonies of criticism, discordant symphonie......

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... A giant road is emerging. My sandy path is ready to be swallowed. Gambol, amble, ramble, saunter, stride… My way knows a variety of my gaits. This is a stamped path in my gene as an elep......

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... Along cacophonies of front bands, I’ll play harps for all my apples. ......

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...Lo the hand from heaven descends among the cacophonies of the puppers All at once, all is silence. The scritches from the divine hand marking the movement of the horrid itch ......

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... A thousand drummers playing drums within my head, like firecrackers bursting, Rivers of (whatever) oozing out, Trickling eyes, prickling nose, Snee..achoo!..zing...and sneezing...and s......

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...deck is stacked with black cats hungry and forlorn pressing in bolts of thunder - blinded with cacophonies the ace of spades - fear, bad luck, hatred, war worry lines, fr......

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...colored craving things arrive reaching tender to assault eyes unused in wintered hollow months grey and white and plain becoming sudden kaleidoscopes bleeding into landscapes, drowning p......

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..."Poetry” is a most powerful instrument like a flute that is to be played. Also, it is a pungent possibility like a newly created perfume put on. Yet, free to all, and for all to wear. This is ......

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.................Baby Steps Out.. ..........There's a waiting world .......Doctors nurses eager staff ......A doting father, mother in pain .....It is said that we chose our birth ....An act of fr......

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...S Porcupines of daylight shoot quills of crawling tint P ruffled flashes pull me in swamps of anxieties L I hide my burdened clutter of aged emotions A fretting over black c......

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