Daubed Poems - Poems about Daubed

...The fate of a crayon, it waxes and wanes, From the engrossing grip of an artist's hand, To a still life framed in a box of chains, Where unmade strokes are jailed till scanned. The sky was neve......

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...You won’t see these words in a shop window printed across a smiling face, or scribbled upon a wall - they will probably never be daubed on toilet stall doors either. Deep and meaningless word......

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...You won’t see these words in any book worth reading or carved upon memorial stone. You probably won’t see them daubed on toilet stall walls - not yet, for they belong to the internet where su......

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... whirl … where waters mingle - the inky black that pulls down swallows … enfolds … the ballet breaks - sun’s golden coins a-dancing, birthing pixies to the brine to draw the gaze with dazzl......

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...An evanescent bouquet of skewed briars, is how a tinsel laden tawdry essence wickedly unfolds , scuppered signpost to a fetid human compost, faint light pendant on soul crushed quantum migrant,......

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...Once, I saw rainbows, across the tear washed sky. Their iridescent gleam illumining the astral realm and spilling down into the waters below. Buds burgeoning on every branch, Flowers ope......

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...eye wide shut feel remmber mold make manifest in touch with linear continuty juxtaposed wrinkles smeared daubed rubbed down accidents to. eng......

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...POEMS ABOUT SCIENCE 6: EVOLUTION Singularity by Michael R. Burch Are scientists confounded like the ostrich? Heads buried in the sand, they shout, *Preposterous!* This universe, so magical, ......

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... I have little to say as an avalanche of maple spills over the back fence and water weighted branches, heavy with the perfume of rain, bow and bend in a slight breeze and the dry throats of......

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... hold still … eventide - I am a capricious cad among wraiths waltzing with a mop in a Marrakesh courtyard - catching stars as they drip with waxy and wild wonder into the braids of my maudli......

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...An evanescent bouquet of skewed briars, is how a tinsel laden tawdry essence wickedly unfolds, scuppered signpost to my fetid human compost, faint light pendant on soul crushed quantum migrant, w......

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...I'm not there to see but I know I'd be grabbed even from this distance of 3336 miles I feel it there's an enormity in the words 'Four Darks in Red' immersive already I know this feeling t......

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...After the rain, came the smell of rain as the earth vaporized its pleasure at its renewed fecundity felt deep within. The musty scent of dampness loaded with aromas and fragrances, wa......

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...I thereby pledged to leave alone endeavors bound for ills, my own to worship at your fleshly throne and bow before your pleasures their ends, quite at your leisures ......

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...I was a pleasant, conscientious librarian, whose world consisted of books, As a world of fragrant beauty, can be found in the glossy, honeyed nooks. Although it was pleasant work and appealing, I......

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