Curates Poems - Poems about Curates

... She smiles like a mission statement— all vision boards and decaf compassion. Says she’s rooting for you, then plants rumors like heirloom tomatoes: carefully spaced, watered just enough to gro......

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...Soaked in sapphire tears of forlorn flowers, emanating hues of cinnamon light. Perhaps, the healing herbs of harvest hours; tender tendrils and the soft rose twilig......

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... An amateur with art in her veins, A portrait and palette to design dreams and pains. Serendipitous ideas flood the gates, An obsession mushrooms as fate curates. Rekindling old fondn......

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...Everything points to something the many to the one Everyone liege to someone with fealty’s bow restrung Everywhere started somewhere whose map undrawn curates Every song birthed in ......

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...you took me down to Eastbourne boarding school to offer me a palliative to cure my dyslexia I lived for your letters until the teachers got it to a fine art " No news is good news" Each tea......

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...I used to be a curate in, and Beaky named a North York’s town while taking a sip of his beer and eying the company round. We knew there was a story coming. We could tell by the look on his face......

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...A language more dense than water Your irregular verbs forever dance and verb negations are plus hard my oi from ai pronunciation is oil skewed A bill of learning strolling into self doubt sdtx ......

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...Hope was Burrow's substance, where he poured his time, Pedalling steadily. Intended path made smooth for those in legacy line. Sliced through wiry roots, Watchguard Wombat dug safety spaces. ......

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...The swelling and sailing moon, reflection mirrored in still water opportune. That transfiguring element of rising lunatic, by heaven’s circuit of stars so quick. Gentle light beyond all comprehen......

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