Continuities Poems - Poems about Continuities

...Guns, erupt in city street? Shake the ground we love? Poison, corrupt what is sweet? Hear us, God above... Fan out, troops; if we hold back; Soon our fabled state; Will of course soon fade to......

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...CARICATURES typically blaze with light a centrepiece  shaped silently  swaddled oftimes  disquieting  & intriguing   vivacious& synthesised with much  precise elements  so remarka......

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...a point is balanced by its empty space contraction is balanced by expansion gravitation balances space mass balances energy change balances continuity irrationality balances 'pi-e-phi' numeri......

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...How many days are there, in our all consuming weeks Not enough, too many, perhaps we need a little tweak For people that slave hard, days don’t require a name There just continuities of time, with......

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...Part 22 how can there be any absolutes with the clock ticking like it does it's hard to tell if you'll come to your senses when it's one thing to be short on the rent another thing to stay sho......

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...What Are We? When this question arrives with increasing and sometimes desperate insistence.. We apparently must suffer until we dissolve the boundaries and continuities of our youthful bodi......

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...Hills roll for infinity Meadows spring to life with surreal beauty Grass covers everything like a sea Spring is in bloom with spellbinding majesty Spring eyes are green They create this mesmer......

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...They say April love is for the very young This is the time that new flowers to life have sprung When smell of spring gives air to the lung And when colorful melody birds have sung The cherry tr......

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...Ancient hierarchy of feudal beginnings And unmarked signs of filthy storms Spark a change in life’s continuities Masses of horizons rise and fall incessantly Through the depression of wet at......

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...The old year is gone You say Dead as leaf fallen Under a barren tree Dead And still mulching roots Of new growing Things Dead and still Nurturing continuities A breast in the mouth Of bit......

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