Decelerating Poems - Poems about Decelerating

...A marionette to the mind, Whispering fading schematics, Deluging the heart and soul, in a Juxtaposition of good and evil, Betwixt Heaven and hell, amidst Snowdrifts that swirl before my eyes, ......

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...What's my point? I often ask too seldom Where's my circle? Good days are right as bad feel wrong dark night And what's our peak communication point? Where were we when I last remembered? ......

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...Why is misery said to love company while depression demands solitude? And is it always true that nature abhors a vacuum or sometimes true nurture adores expansion? Misery, depression, an......

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...under the snow shell aquatic recollections decelerating......

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...It must have been the darkest, deepest fate time create, People saw and forgot the impact when history intervened. We forgive and endure, but our minds will not forget The Bizarre world trying to......

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...Borrowing from David Holmgren, Permaculture Principles and Pathways Beyond [Win-Elite v Lose-NonElite] Sustainability, 2002, p. 1 Health ethics are Beloved Community normative principles used to ......

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...They row, row and row towards the sliding wonder world of a fleet of dahabeahs of elite on show afloat on bubbly milky ocean-blues like gold-threaded hammock of a lazy baron flaunting opulence,......

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...not looking hearing or speaking nailed by the side of the humming naked ocean at the feet waving beating crashing reincarnating in every eternal moment rampant rivers of love crescendoing remna......

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...We have an enemy within called the ego who prevents us from using our mind intelligently. It hides deep within our heart and emerges with regularity to challenge and consume our will. ......

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...WHEN LETTERS DANCE ON THE PAGE “Disappear,” I said. They denied. Didn’t the Casanova at the theatre Return my ravishing smile last night? The burgundy magic on greys! Ironed ......

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...The paradox of the perpetual apparatus, Is decelerating down to its event horizon. Shimmering around it are lifeless star’s illuminations, Cascading its luminosity through out the symmetr......

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...Traveling through the jaded discourse With bartered pen and little remorse Brandishing sharpened scalpel; tour de force Unabashedly seeking all texts from lexicon to divorce Developing underlyi......

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...Priced at 39 politically-incorrect dollars at the Super Wal-Mart, where I privately confess I may sometimes be found, there are dozens in a bin, squashy and round. Designed, Yes, for Man's Best ......

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