Dredge Poems - Poems about Dredge

...“Holding on is believing that there's only a past; letting go is knowing that there's another future.” Author unknown. Make no bones about it. I shall never want you, Don't waste your lov......

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... A step too far, brings right of passage to a ledge Fluttering at cliff walls, pushing life’s brittle edge A sheer instinctive thrust, with no trust to pledge Now or never moment, undermines fear......

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...catalyse of chalk circles sooted box, reveals the vortex inside stakes open her eyes pries into her private life draws blood with madness insists a deep cut of ties ......

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...I'll show you everything I love, Everything that has built me up. I'll show you all my safeties And all the things that have held me. I know you will keep them With the most delicate respect. ......

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... at last the traffic comes to a halt... a quarter moon peeps between hilltops while a lingering ache stings my flesh in hours moist with mid-dusk 's need for quiet reverie: I unzip ......

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...The Empty Man Saddled with the darkened years Fogged with broken thoughts Chasing crooked spirits Drenched in ethereal fire Deadened to raging emotions Sentenced to a deafened silence Drea......

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...I was walking along the beach, aware of sight and sound. The landscape had much to teach, from the sky to the ground. The sand shifted under my feet, fine grains, soft and dry. The kind that ......

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...increasing dark swallows shadows evening stars dull till black intoxicating to deduce some logic more time to induce that take a dream and send ......

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...Every so often I let my young self-take me back to the past. A time when I had just met my husband. We would go camping and fishing on the Callahan Mountain in Oregon. Of course, he did love his hunt......

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...His Version of Mail It Please don’t question yourself, please don’t give me a second thought, who am I to live in your mind after all of the turmoil I brought? Believe me you don’t want to do thi......

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...On the cliff at the Worm’s Head High above the horns of the bay I see the surfers ride great waves With horses’ manes That ever fail, but never end In the strong Atlantic surge......

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...What a curtain Bisbee has That keeps Mexico subdued And influences the lands From which the Sierra was hewn. What purple folds keep Oaxaca As a fortress in the sky Breaking only in P......

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...Ohiopyle, Pennsylvania circa early 1970'S (just in time for end of summer reading... recounting emotionally disastrous campy turbulence) intended food for thought indulgence. A boys' life ab......

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...I hope whoever is reading these words, May they read into your life in some way Let us go and walk down by the river's edge Clear our minds of the negative dredges. First, reach deep, deeper d......

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...A flash of colour, fast in flight Oh kingfisher, what joy you incite This walk on just a simple day Attempt to shed layers of grey You are here with orange and blue My mood is switched to differ......

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