Diviner Poems - Poems about Diviner

... Why can I remember that I dreamed, But cannot retain what I dreamed Before my bed cover is in place. Asleep, so real; awake, forgotten. Why do most dreams fade in morn’s light, As the mind buz......

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...SOLUTIONS OF HUMAN WORLD LIES IN LOVE True man is impossible without humanity ignorance's the main pillar of dark insanity life is only life surely only of love to feel that truly hate m......

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...Once upon a time in land far far away, The citizens were demanding their president find a way, While he still held sway, For climate to have less say, In how they should plan their day. With b......

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...Abandon through the flowing blue ice streams, then rise to thirsty trees and fields of dreams. Abandon in the beige fields of Indian red autumn, skeletal keepers lean ......

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...sputtering poetry, the impotent poet tells me, she was “…puttering around Pittsburg.” potent poetry. perhaps, alluring alliteration potentially portends ......

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... "Babylon Candy" “My god you babble on” he said. the guy thought he was a giant, as far as writers go. She chirped, “it’s all post humus humour, from he......

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...Do not count me a sorceress, Lord, or a diviner interpreting the moon, do not count me among the harlots of Babylon, laying waste amid the ruins. Do not count me a stranger, Lord, unrelated b......

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...Poetry is the push behind the wave – the brilliance sparking light – the poet, a wonder-er and wanderer...drawing illumination from wells of glistening shadows – never pondering the......

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...There she is, she’s grown beyond root and branch, at peace despite the incontinence of an unlooked for wisdom. And there I am, of a sudden snagged by her knurled spell as if she were the Virgin ......

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...A must-buy for a clinic Insisting that she isn’t for a picnic The one with a restless siren The first maker of the deceased’s memory, evergreen; The driver mover of the ambulance For the decease......

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...Our son CJ celebrated his 40th birthday, Immediate family invited to Ramsgate In Natal, to celebrate this day in a special way, A guest house was rented by our son, Which once again became our fa......

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...What if darkness is our natural state bear with me bubonically we spend most of our life dead or asleep less than a third awake some stars are still forming wear the ice eroded mountains now mo......

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...Poem One: Inspired by my reading of -Lady Labyrinth's---magnificent poem , "Courting the Sublime Significance of Nothingness" (1.) Poem One Seeking The Boundaries Of Love's Depths And Her......

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...once upon a time there was a handsome dude made water into wine and then walked upon it a sorcerer diviner hero and likeable companion washed sore feet and sins in anterograde fashion but......

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...So there she is, a park bench crone, mother of the listless, the passing-by; head bowed, caught between dark and light I sense her yet. There she is, she’s grown beyond root and branch, at pe......

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