Chards Poems - Poems about Chards

...Glass Slivers Broken chards In the kitchen We are all barefoot Daddy’s eyes are not sharp Baby wants to help of course Big sister takes baby upstairs Mama heads for the broom and dustpan ......

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...My receptive wide adoring eyes rested within the ambient light and bathed in The Shadoe and shade of the scene Where before me a paragon of sublime refined beauty So sensually seductively and aro......

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...A floor of dead rusted leaves rustle and crackle Crunching their crisp skins dancing under my feet Shuffling with sodden soil thick with grit - I grapple With sticky dew grass and spongy peat A......

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...Santa in Atlanta enjoying Fanta Christmas Celebration : Welcome Santa! Amazing arrangement made in Atlanta. X’mas chards......

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...Rainbow chards bewitch Piercing skies with reverence Invasion delight......

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...Walking through gardens and chards of glass, roses and thorns contend Sailing on whitecaps, drowning in fear, blues skies surrender no sun Souls that are tortured forget how to dance but I will......

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...Oh, What Is Life? (Written for Kay Collier McLaughlin-With gratitude to Thomas Merton)——— What? What is life? No concise, assuaging answer comes. For there are no stepping stones outside For a......

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...Heart attack, something in your heart made it hard; Is it cause of the wrong choices you've made; Your mind and emotions been disbar; Through the veins of your blood runs the chards......

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...As I'm reeling I threw up my in word sides Puking up The infallible spiritual meta physical environment chards Some may call it gross The wrenching purgings coming out of my mout......

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...I walk around in my mental cage Grasping unto fictional bars Circus animal on a stage Freedom is bottled in crystal jars Prison time, time prisoner, we share visual chards Watching out the same ......

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...One minute, one hour, one day, one life The same face, the same eyes Ask this baby born what does he want to be When a grown man in a world full of insanity He had dreams and lives to dress Be......

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...Home is where . . . The heart and reason mould into one and the same mirror of harmony . . . the Golden Mean and centre of gravity as long as life’s turns spin around . . . where dents in t......

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...in the dungeon of my mind stretched forth the enemy rob you blind in certain pillars through the windows chased back the film of you heart put your head down to magic through the pillars diced on a......

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...through the long lens we often will bask into the trash..., a gift to renew; in borrowed basement pews insde we often will ponder a common call from up yonder in velvet skies beneath the toil......

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...Commercial success A spirit repressed Your shell now The substance below The glittering fame Of a deepening shame Darkened chards at the surface To glow Commercial success Demanding spi......

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