Compounded Poems - Poems about Compounded

...Five years have passed, we’re a little older This spring gets warmer every day It’s in the eye of the beholder The summer starts with rains of May You took advantage of this year You’ve got......

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...Thank you Jesus for dying for our sins. We didn't deserve God's Grace and Mercy through Your Sacrifice. The Jewel of Jesus: He radiates the Love and Light, Hope and Peace we all need. Jesus wa......

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...And still his death haunts webbed wide world post American Civil War Preface: On the evening of April 14, 1865, while attending a special performance of the comedy, "Our American Cousin," Presiden......

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... The mind doesn't passively await impressions, no tabula rasa, The mind is active, understanding, not just a passerby. He had bete noire towards Christianity, a Scottish Nominalist, David Hume,......

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...I sit and look surrounded, By this subtle sounding wood. I can’t help but be astounded, That something so simple could. Am I free or grounded? What happened where I stood? These feelings have c......

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...Sometimes I lose sense of myself, my own divination of gifted being a trivial spark in the vastness of God -- God the Everything: ethereal body-corridor of time and space, of countless uni......

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...As we rejoice my tears are moist Feelings have come and will linger for years Twelve months; a year compounded Compounded of betrayal; chaos Tears of happiness that shimmers We grasp these last......

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...An excerpt from my new short story: Contributing factors, however, are deemed as an assortment embracing negativity and were reinforcements for the young idealist. Granted to resonate by the dark ......

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...Alone in a crowded room Encased in a bubble They move around me Like water, past a stone. An overlap of traits Each pleasant in isolation Compounded and compressed Into dark stillness Pr......

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... Too much to know, I just don't know it As I fumble around, just a humble poet Frustrated as I watch unfurl a show I just don't know it, too much to know Answers are near, in the palm of my h......

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... A pathway along the river leads to where its waters widen into the bay, an armada of small boats tug on mooring lines and beyond, rising up out of a reflected sky, the city sends golden spire......

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...a pyschologic sense Of intervals compounded in harmonic frequencies upon the ear ......

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...Dreams, do we imagine!? or imagined for us?~ not really ours man’s daily/nightly flighty escapes – perhaps mystically inspired? Projections of a superior curtain-wizard: His/its contrived illu......

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...Re: viewing the emotionally prosperous papa razz zee life I did not live The following poetic account written more'n a dozen dirty dancing decades ago, while I (a socially withdrawn *****S......

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...Food glorious food Asia generic guy gastronomy (and how gourmet foods eat destructively clearly beyond any) excess enthusiasm, the necessity to feed and clothe this lean mean exercising machine gu......

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