Despoiling Poems - Poems about Despoiling

...The opposite of life is death The polar opposite of eternal health is terminal disease, with unease perhaps lying/truthing in-between timelessness and untimely demise So too, my opposite ......

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...We’ve abused our great freedoms to reap the results with school and church shootings hate speech a new cult No respect for the flag or sacrifice made ignoring our veterans despoiling their......

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...Steamy daylight seeps into flesh, bone brick and drywall. It’s late July and a large fly is trapped between the curtain and the hot window. I can’t tell if it’s angry, desperate, or co......

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...Constrain the clatter within the soul's quiescent call Rip the sun out of the day into night time's placid fall To bear the bliss of calmness and peace to all Oust the din of baneful chaos born ......

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...The Eager Traveler by Ahmad Faraz translation by Michael R. Burch Even in the torture chamber, I was the lucky one; When each lottery was over, unaccountably I had won. And even the mighties......

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...Last Night by Faiz Ahmed Faiz translation by Michael R. Burch Last night, your memory stole into my heart as spring sweeps uninvited through barren gardens as morning breezes revive dormant d......

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...Dying the slow death of political infection, it hides within our words As we try to run, and try to hide, its plague a constant scourge Poisoning the water, despoiling our thoughts, all free......

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...A bandit who thieves with the moon Finds daylight arrives far too soon His looting is brash Despoiling the trash A boon, what a raccoon leaves strewn ... Another hides in cy......

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... Lying in bed, the light of my computer bright against the still images slowly changing on the silent TV across the room. Despoiling the image, nine seventeen, pm stands out on the botto......

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...Gold Rush Today I have been watching burly men with heavy machinery despoiling Alaska in a hunt for gold, and when they have gone they will leave the heavy foot prints of man behind; a mutilat......

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...I am the scribe who spends my day fixing angles to a pin yet in night dreams I spill my seed despoiling Seraphim. I am the pilot holding fast to a course that cannot win I am the finger on the tri......

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...Mosaic tablets are not monoliths. It all depends (despair, or last best hope?) whatever end of Tocqueville’s telescope you happen to be viewing. One man’s myths are gospels to another. Freedo......

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...Around 29AD, a saviour claimed eternity as a light of future hope, Recorded or foretold, accepted or rejected, he left a message that stretched, Across the pages of all mankind, throughout all time......

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...False Warrior Cold spear of winter’s harbinger pierces the heart of summer leaving her wounded beauty bleeding out upon the landscape. Autumn – cruel mercenary force despoiling the scent ......

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...It was inheritance of pain. I should have known. Incontinent, she was scared to hug me: the child, after the rape. Shepherding the lacerations: petrified, a body of lad floating in a sewage tan......

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