Concourse Poems - Poems about Concourse

...Sunday cockcrow nascent promulgate aural essays reveal, laissez-faire luscious lustrous buoyant raptures, radio behemoth prompt to that untamed erudite fantasist, me the one possessing rippled ra......

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...They all pranced through some broad-like avenue and they've placed apart from each other's course proved they stood full of airs and graces view from cameras balanced by those they kne......

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...Sunday cockcrow nascent aural essays reveal laissez-faire raptures. Enigmatic silken piece compost ushered in by trenchant trademark tremulous signature. Doe-eyed instrumentalist’s strident bras......

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...Moulin Rouge The greens and pinks magnetize to my eye Like flowers abloom, in a field espied; That overwhelms creation’s invention With beauty of grandiose dimension Shifting to the win......

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...D-evotion In Vain; Open Rawness Consuming; Ex-spouse I-nconvenience; neither one willed to stay the course V-intage it is of matrimony failing; now get back on the horse O-ccurred in percentages t......

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...Alchemy of the Answers Belief in the beauty of unrequited love blooming No relief as they replay the sounds of war looming A chief at the mane of the horse he is grooming A thief that refrai......

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...Neon lights outlined stalls in braids of red and green in the dim cavernous hall of the railway station. Muted drum taps of passing feet and crisscross talk were pierced by stabbing announcemen......

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...While there seems no life to live with her He flew far beyond the reach of eyes For all he disagreed keeps to recur Like she will never with him complies On her part, she knows how to get h......

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...MIXED EXISTENCE this  sweep of life  elaborate    consecrated in joy &sorrow   this thronging        concourse of painstaking precision exquisite    yet brittle     worn lghtly in glee......

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...The other night as every night since and before My weary eye's drifted into wonder sleep and i began to snore And then of 12 frog's i eventually dreamt Belly down crawling stuck on a c......

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...Whispering Angel: Strength of the Babes Blubbering baby, newborn to this Earth Tell me why you wail and blubber at birth? Could you be afraid of this Earthly Circus? Well, don’t b......

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...—wThis Thing Called Aging 1All day, no, far more nearly for 2 years, I have been thinking I have had Enough of being old, being Pleasant about this form of present: I have had enough of th......

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...Given that i have never been to jail Been locked up or spent any time in a cell be that even overnight So this poem i write is solely based on logic or endless television crime based shows ......

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...My eyes rose to the moon tonight with thoughts of you when we first met; remembered how we tried to feel bound close- though ridge between us set. Extensive miles tween us, for sure- ......

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...White old men are kind White old men are divine White old men are my brothers White old men are inviting me to supper White old men are my dream White old men are very clean White old men want ......

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