Decanting Poems - Poems about Decanting

...I wonder far but wander near and wish to know if there is treasure here. Would it be buried underneath the sand or way off in a different land? Perhaps it is simply already in your hand. If it only m......

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...We’re monopolized by the Saran-wrapped food, the plastic cutlery, absorbed by the clutter of the food tray. Numbed by hours of jiggling, the carting of torpid bodies through interminable distan......

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...Make it short Soothing rain on slates Heal nerves torn to tatters Unforgiving is life. Rain is decanting A transparent carpet of silk Untouchable beauty. Rain chased by gusts Mad dance ......

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...cat man had enough forced isolation sabbatical dreams after quarantine entered his hermit cage in seclusion I need time out from lockdown he promised they told me of the psych......

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...We are monopolized by the Saran-wrapped food, the plastic cutlery; absorbed by the clutter of the crowded food tray. Numbed by hours of jiggling, the carting of torpid bodies through intermi......

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... I sought my truth within the sky, The squally blue, my wings to ply, A thrust on thermals, carried high. And yet, the gospel that I found? My feet still fixed to feral ground ... ......

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...THE 12 SPIRIT WITCHES OF SHUDDER VIEW MIST 2019/01/20 Was the address given to us, and was betwixt Tall trees whose branch’s looked like shadows Lightening made them look like monsters affixed......

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...I sought my truth within the sky The squally blue, my wings to ply A thrust on thermals, carried high And yet, the gospel that I found? My feet still fixed to feral ground. I dared to plun......

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...Haiku and more Soothing rain on slates Heal nerves torn to tatters By unforgiving life Haiku Rain is decanting A transparent carpet of silk Untouchable beauty Haiku Rain chased by gu......

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...A Wonder without an Identity A poem by : Abdel latif Moubarak … Egypt Translate by : Fawzy Al-Shalabi A Wonder without an Identity And the secret remains in your eyes a pearl Expressing…everythi......

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...Hey you..You over there... Can you smell it too? That rank, rotten, and icky scent? It smells familiar, But then, maybe the first time, For there's a first time for everything, -I guess. It......

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