Deign Poems - Poems about Deign

...Sun dog, sign. Belladonna, breaker point, fine wine. Deign? Design. Grimace, Guelf, and Ghibelline. Young? Yes. Grind gears, golden guess. Torment? Foment... Wilt, flower. Master of Fate!......

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...Sproing! What's that? Joyful sun, shining brightly, ready for some fun, radiant and sprightly. Will my mom make me pancakes, or will I scarf down Frosted Flakes before I romp 'neath your warm......

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...Axion, gone actual? Energy low? Mass? Sing within us all, moon full! Shine in colored casse... Opopanax, gears a-grim? Young people these days! Teeter on the crater's rim? Success always pay......

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...Take of a turn of three time to talk of penumbra tales beneath a taramond tree trials and wailings of two lives in the vale The life of young from it infancy thence gradual, conventional neith......

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... ~ 2024 ... 2025 ~ A time to take stock to delve deep One glance in the mirror does not suffice The old year wanes the new one waxes Time to bury axes ......

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... suddenly bare branches sway and shiver shiver and sway, outstretched in vain to December's flares stunted grass shoots deign not wave to howling winds ......

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...You sit upon me all the time as you compose your latest rhyme. Yet, you never deign to admit, it's - what's the word? No, that's not it. It's time you give me some credit. Yet, I never mak......

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......You see them saying the unborn are parasites, not to be mourned, it’s not their body anyway, despite the unique DNA. Like sacrificing them to Baal, nothing now seems beyond the pale, the liv......

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...Somehow, difficulties I’ve faced today Will blend slowly with tomorrows, And the pains and sorrows I’ve had today Will morph into fading thoughts tomorrow. Somehow, yes somehow, I will survive, ......

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...There is a voice within my head, he’s been there all my life, I’ve learned not to talk much of it, or folks say, “He ain’t right.” Some would thing that I’ve gone insane, that I should go get he......

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...Well, I suppose that I am again revealing my age, But I grew up when Burma Shave signs were all the rage! Could it be that those 'masterly creations' sparked my poetic bent, As I soaked up a tad o......

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...We all have our days, Our flaws, And our ups. We all have our names, Our pains, And our gains. We all have our prayers, Our delays, And our says. But, Everyone prays Against the nega......

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...Like A Phoenix I Rise By lady Arabella   Like a Phoenix in the ashes I rise above With a heart full of kindness and love Reborn from the pieces left  broken From the words that were  left unsp......

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...Knick-knacks, bottle caps, pop tabs, and acid The reflux of my mind of many memories redacted Connections don't elucidate the fuzzy things that happen Only emphasize the vacuity of brains fried an......

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...Thrice the night—the day!—both fell to sleepless slumber, But now in Spring, though yet again: The third was three in number. I sense a wince remind itself, Of what it means to be, Instead to ......

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