Cresset Poems - Poems about Cresset

... Hope is a light by the window, it glows a lit torch of doting, it never dies Biding its time on the wings of love's throws its a matchstick of hope when one cries Hope is a lantern th......

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... Possibilities, like children, navigate the classable realms, settling upon the measurable. Amorous piglets, their peachy snouts delve, rooting through the trash heap of desire. "In a time bey......

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... Children of possibilities navigate the classable realms, settling upon the measurable. Amorous piglets, their peachy snouts delve, rooting through the trash heap of desire. "In a time beyond ......

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...I wish to be the gentle breeze Sweeping tearful eyes Of the weary midday flower. Or to be the horrid shadow Casting fearful darkness For a passer-by to rest. A rippling river of white I wish t......

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...***(The man who is coming) A dissonant clamor of colorful voices equal pebbles, days equal like some rust crumble out of the eyes. It is late to change myself and I am the same again – with t......

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