Down(A) Poems - Poems about Down(A)

Quote By Poet: "Morning arrives when the brilliant sun first kisses the earth."      A new morning is now arriving the brilliant sun first kisses the earth ...

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"We are on a journey and all the answers we seek, are whispered without words." ...

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In the realm where stars lay down a carpet of dreams, A kiss becomes a temple, crowned with silent whispers, And the moon, guardian in the night, lights up her secrets, Pouring silver over our garden, eternal and fragrant. In the dance of destiny, lips meet, Silent chapters written across a starry sky, in endless presence, A gateway to the world...

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"Has solitude ever led your steps down a forest path . . . " Quote by Constance La France On a beautiful afternoon, seeking...

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... a man Forrester Ortiz He used to cut down trees But the tree breaks He made a mistake He didn't appease the light breeze 7/12/21 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2021...

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?? I stood under a bald tree (once rich with foliage) on a carpet of dry leaves in drought, and saw dreams litter the landscape like the dry bones in the valley—dead, dry, and forlorn. I gaped.??I tried to drop a tear, but could not. Not from a heart crusted by long nights of failed dew....

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drop a carrot Down the rabbit hole just where does it go leaving where how does it grow drilling past the core tunnel spiking wiggling like a worm Coming and going Burns turnpikes out of sight channel and traveling so Go rapid rabbit Go 11/1/20 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr ©...

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A Rondel for Donald Trump As those Fake News polls keep coming 'round And their predictions drag you down, Just face the music like a Man Deny it all, the best you can: Try to deny that deepening frown. There is, alas, an ever-growing sound A quiet voice ever gaining ground That makes you grasp at each more desperate plan To salvage your sinking...

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The authors blink only when looked at, they recall for you a story, perhaps a tale half-read. One book lifted, pages fly between thoughts, a few scrapes of knowledge peck and preen again. Phrases return demanding still to be displayed though rarely used. There are mystic scriptures that hover between fiction and non-fiction. I imagine temple beasts still guarding them. I overreach, shake this collected tree of knowledge. Books fall, some...

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Wallow and vacant... Not at all significant... Feeling so breathless I’m feeling oh so worthless Depthless distress... I express hopelessness Swallow this pill of reality Deep down, a bottomless body Looked at by everybody Everyday, weighed down By an upside down frown Everyday, weighed down By an upside down frown Everyone is silent as a grave Chatting is even a sign of brave I’m an introverted extrovert I’m an extroverted...

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There was a lame duck Injured looking for a quick buck And feeling struck Thankful for the merciful luck After being stalked and plucked Taking a swim on the river Avoiding a hunter looking for dinner Good fortune appeared on the shore In the way of a young boy image that stated ‘opportunity score’ With...

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The country, people, and the village, All equal, as if, for the first time, All of that gave a fresher image, Nay, 'tis but a relative vantage. Save fresh road, to its left bears a sign. "A few more feet and we will be there." Says my brother, older by a year. We each sit on a small wooden...

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I fear if this piece of glass Hanging on end wall Shows who lies beneath my skin Her outlets,words that drop from my curved lips Or the words that she hides ...

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The drizzle whips mildly like an omen Along the ashen lane ; and I am troubled While gazing through a drainage Filled with mud and waylaid boughs, As a quivered sigh trails below the cement Until my knees bow down, wobbling. I linger around almost numb In the gradual dip of sunset’s orange hue; While ...

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My heart was racing, for the boy that I adored had handed me a note he told me wait to read, so home I ran excitedly! I did not dare to read it yet, for he was walking down the street with friends of his. Oh, how I hoped that he had written something sweet. When almost home, I crossed the street but tripped!...

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