Entryway Poems - Poems about Entryway

...{"I have launched myself through the fields that descend towards an endless rampage, Of my soul, We draw ourselves into it hand in hand, We ignore the flames igniting in its pedestal, the darkn......

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...Sappho Translations XIII by Michael R. Burch In these translations the fragment numbers are mostly Lobel-Page. All translations are by Michael R. Burch and should be so credited if they are used i......

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... Bàbá, what eyes do you have of a big bigger sort, which portaled my entryway into the blindnesses of our Ilé, wherefrom I made to look to see with your primordial eyes? Bàbá, why is your sou......

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...The old fart (alter cocker) shuffle as one fairly long run on sentence unwittingly made locally famous courtesy residents here at Highland Manor Apartments as first one foot and then the oth......

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..."Lizzie Borden took an axe, gave her mother forty whacks, when she saw what she had done, gave her father forty-one, she washed herself from a watered pail, she claimed their lies an......

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...Whether the work-load is manual or high-tech exercises; Whether it taxes our brain, leaving us without answers; Or dirties our entire body with dirt, dust, and grease; Whether the tasks stress ou......

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...‘tap, tap, tap’ your petite knuckles gently attacking my door - I envision their French-painted nails dancing in the shine of the hallway light like a row of bishops bowing to the Pope (your......

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...I want to say it, I wish you would be aware. The manner in which you cause me to feel, My heart nearly appears to develop. I wish you realized I would not joke about this, At the point when I ......

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...The elevator opened on the 46th floor, to a small foyer and one plain, grey door The door opened and a young girl, 10ish, in a blue, polo, tennis dress, said, “Hi! I’m Karen, you must be Anais. Wi......

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...From water to soil, we continued. All that I've at any spot known has been rottenness. I can hear myself awakening close to the water spewed. Each component of this second was ess......

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...I wish my room had a story to share. With the goal for me to have the option to play. This entryway is unimportant to me. I dislike being fixed behind a doorway. What case might be this c......

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...Beyond every question… God is the answer filling in the gaps of our imperfection offering hope in the face of despair light to shine through the darkness and promise when abandonment is all we ......

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...Should Death be arrogant and proud, Or slink like villains plotting harm? Should it come open-face, shouting alarm, And crying prophecies out loud? Is Death the villain, spoiler, thief -- Harbin......

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...Neither Punxsutawney Phil today Nor Staten Island Chuck Saw their shadows when emerging, Which to many is good luck. It predicts a shorter winter And an entryway to spring, Though there's ske......

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...I do not buy a Christmas tree (I’m Jewish, after all) Yet wonder every year as people Trundle with their haul. What makes them buy one weeks before Or just on Christmas eve? Is Norway spruce ......

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