Catafalque Poems - Poems about Catafalque

...Just untangle and snip the threads and you will be fine. In the luminous labyrinth of society, a kaleidoscope of perspectives unfolds, where idiosyncratic souls shatter certainties, embracing the aby......

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...As the empathic moon pales of lustre of life, and the downcast stars fall in the hour of lamentation, unforgiveness has its own realm of misery. Our anger and resentment strickens our lives, smo......

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...Dank darkness was always settled around. It was all I knew of the near universe. Stale, stifling, suffocating in my broken and spilt trundle leaving bitter, morbidly clammy earth ens......

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...Gentle sway by the centre The bell tolls for thee Most Gracious servant bearing thou to thy deserved rest And as thou art earthly borne by men of the sea our prayers that flights of angels ......

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...While Cataloguing Catacombs in ancient Kathmandu he chanced upon a Catamaran from nineteen sixty-two. He Categorized Caterpillars in an old Catalpa tree he grabbed a limb that ......

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...In the Confines of a Dream By Sy Roth Their skin touches mine Hair on end in the cold, tickling, Vibrating with amoebic fear on an endless loop. I could not look. They braved separation fro......

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...The darkness hides their faces As the rising sun embraces And the kookaburras have their say Announcing the dawn in their Australian way The stone soldier is their catafalque party standing s......

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...Choking Back The Tears! This papa did accurately surmise undeclared war strong armed lance pierced my armour, ah...how fondly he recalls early fatherhood days of yore, when daddy's first born......

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...the combustion of combinations of created An angle of a candle in a demi flux should not be mistaken for tooth floss, cherry pickers, or ironing boards. For the numerous numbers of numerals note n......

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...No gifts or cards to buy now she's gone. Twice a year – birthday and Christmas – would be the frequency of thinking, choosing, purchasing, sending. She was a broken sparrow, shrunk from a ......

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...a man who never had a death experience is dead and laying in a casket without experience of the death is that why he looks so awkward? is it because he is experiencing an experience that, act......

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...Death orifice my Libidinous command, I contras life's ecumenical demand! Now reach down in this thistle grim, Desolate me with the edged limb. Grant this voyeur that glimpse of dead, A comatose ......

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...The car that brings that box with requisite solemnity purrs reverently to its gentle halt. The engine is well mannered, so quiet I hardly know it’s died, yet the silence now is solid, till men in b......

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