Drape Poems - Poems about Drape

... Contest : Seasons Now And After Sponsored by : Nette Onclaud Date : August 10, 2025 Trails of rain fade at the fringe of summer, supple northern breeze whispers on its way. Strands of si......

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... Contest: Rolling With The Rs Sponsor: Nette Onclaud Date Written: 3rd August, 2025 •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• Heartbe......

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... countless hearts and roses fall for sake of heeding Cupid's call and yet I fail for phrases, new imparting, fresh, my "I love you" (for poets, past, have said it all) perchan......

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...Watching the empty streets As a heavy rain wash the dirty town. Deep darkness drape the drives That lead to dead ends. Drafts of wind dash hanging pots, Ruin is the reign of the time. She bar......

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.... 'long thuh long arm hern rests Purty her legz drape ......

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...The end. Like the roses you got me, which wilted away. Even though I tried, and I stored them in a vase for my eyes to later be graced with their pretty petals and warm embrace. Then one night in the......

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... Over by the bridge watch them link Swans congregating before flight Curtains of dusk drape at the brink Over by the bridge The ebon sky soon out of sight as the red sun begins to sink ......

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...Time, be of the essence! O spark of head and heart! Fate and Fortune, Chaos, Chance! Anoint, O my art! Will, be with me! Stand and hold! Glow in fiery cold! River bottom, hast thou gold? Und......

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... “The inner journey of piety opens the floodgate of divine bliss” – By Poet I chase the GOSSAMER mirage of the drifting desires in the desolate desert of my GRIEF-STRICKEN existenc......

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...I do not rule with iron hand, but with the rhythm of sacred sand— each grain a word, each line a sign, where order breathes and hearts align. Before the lesson dares to start, I plant the law ......

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...What did you do to me? I am not who I used to be. I'm painting my nails, doing my hair, In my walk there is a flair. Is this fair or unfair? What did you do to me? Your one gaze is glory. ......

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...Like tufts of cotton colored red and rosy And scattered through the baby sky at light Eve’, twilight clouds are whirling around the white moon, orbiting their spoke, all lush and lazy; Or stran......

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...The pale half-moon, like a swag of sheerest organdy, adorns the sky... an ornamental drape on an ethereal window.......

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... legions … of shadowed purpose they rattle the parapets of my flesh morning paints the stark reality that lays like shards of tea-stained saucers before me … an iniquitous army of intent po......

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...A ghost set out one moonlit night, His tattered sheet made quite the sight. He’d planned to haunt with eerie flair, But his faint glow was thin and rare. He floated high, then snagged a tree, ......

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