Congeal Poems - Poems about Congeal

...Soon, O toil? Take, tamarisk? Athlete, hurl disc! Flickering fog in fine-kept frisk! Blessings in the brisk! Amiable heaven, hell: What to do about? Blood congeal and ichor gel! Set fire to ......

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... Lone heart of chilled passion turns to winter wasteland, vestiges of wrecked emotions congeal. Ice melts in dulcet dawn, tepid spring’s scarlet su......

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...Letters congeal, to words. Words anneal to sentences, which tell a story, painted as images, imagined in the mind's eye, trying to emulate what the eye sees briefly, on the see-saw. A glint......

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...Coagulation Starter – 3-28-24 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Coagulation Finally, my blood began to coagulate, Flowing like insomnia Between the wounds of dawn and dusk When......

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...I beg pardon, I'll try again, to gather From your verse the voice, to align it with my own song, May words flow in a magic pulse, under the clear moonlight, Swaying in metaphor and dream, until I ......

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... Roads of gold and gates of pearl are thoughts solidified, finding resting place here, having been purified, first, in a trial by fire- in the bulwarked organ of love's pineal desire.......

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...A ray of sound sweet batting of eyelids there is no end to worrying its got to stop our defence is to gather round the fireside where the spirit fails to congeal ......

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...A sigh of sound sweet batting of eyes there is no end to worrisome our defence is to gather round the fireside where the spirit fails to congeal ......

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...In tumults of time and forgetfulness, in the hidden frenzy of a heart beating faintly, Invoke the unseen magic, unravel silk works in the deep night, Tame as a magus who dares, let fall veils of si......

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...Love - what is love? A generous heart pierced by a longing like a cry, Clasped hands in the prayer of silence; and a deaf, endless, and unjust despair. Life - what is life? A sequence of steps towa......

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... "In the vortex of turbulent times emotions sink, don’t ripple as humanity makes a museum of wooden people." - Quote by Poet In the far away island on the desolate seashore, you ......

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... From the deepest reservoirs of the heart, There resides the source of our soul's river. From the beginning, from the very start, There is the issuing out of a river flow, Without this, we wou......

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...The heartbreak of teenage love, Is a pain that feels too much to bear. The tears that fall like rain above, The weight of sadness hard to share. The first love lost, a crushing blow, A......

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...The sun descends this cloudless night A moon for howling, full and bright A moon by which the bats take flight And wolf-men and the undead bite Stretchered in, a bite mark cruel He won’t heal ......

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...White is for rice and brides - ready to commit. White’s for ghosts and clouds or even carnations but it should never, ever, be used for privilege or worse yet, as poetic inspiration. I’ve been......

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