Eons Poems - Poems about Eons

Born into light Eons ago, the foundation was fractured everything built upon it was destined to angle down I tried to build upon it anyhow go big or go home my mantra I fabricated blueprints for a mansion I was granite poor but pastel rich so, I built it with...

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O, he’d expunged all that eons ago propelled toward rare opportunities Slighted, the warm glow of the flame from the hearth of his youth ~ the heritage latent tears would dispute ...

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EONS OF THE SECRET SOCIETY In shadows deep, voices in your sleep, Via symbols cryptic, disguised & ocultic Some of you say it's a myth, we hear the whispered lore and oath. Manipulating minds with more money And power with fame to embark on the journey. Mysterious agenda, no retreat, no surrender. Wrap-up and swallow like the anaconda. Their influence vast,...

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“eons” from archaeopteryx to quetzal to park pig eon...

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There was a sickly tree In a barren clearing In a burning country On a mourning day. A wild crown of branches Haloed by concentric rings; A rising wave of spires and spindles lashing at the air; Prismatic infernos leaping forth from in-betweens. The void is silent. No voices in clouds. And the wind is a word that trailed. Conflagràre. Conflagràre. Observe that you are not yourself. Grey fire...

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** In Spirit with Trees ** I feel sad, feeling a kind of tragedy When I see that a storm has broken… has felled trees. Grass everywhere green, rises. Flowers splendidly gracing…And Blessed crops progress us all… But, The...

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Forever The Days are young And the thoughts are evergreen Imbedded within a body precious Forever, we say for eons to come Forever we are For we are born Beautiful By Isaiah Akantere Asangalisah...

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Eons passed I look at the world through crystal eyes seeing many reflections of the people I have been time weaving trails of wandering memories deep in the dark empty space … on the windswept edge of a great fresh lake I balance on the razor edge of fate falling, falling, down into the tunnel of life downward awaiting an opening on the other side of life The...

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spread a blanket ...in the sun... rest and dream ...on-ion bed... stans sand...

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U. Universally humans: you & I change N. Nonetheless, we are recognized; i In cases of distance, U & I remain T. The same or a pattern unchanged Y. You & I are but waves in a universe NOTE: the waves wave at us; they recognize The Pattern that makes you and I the...

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I love you as freely as the wind blows. I love you as much as God's heavenly Rainbows. I love you as much as the Earth's greenest grass grows. I love you with an everlasting love. I freely love you as I do the Holy Sprite's white doves of peace And tranquility, I love you and wish for the Sea of Tranquility. I...

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~Eons~ Rip me open and try to find where I hide,this dimly little light of mine My hidden heart and the darkness inside is all consuming this soul of mine. I guarantee you’ll turn away Or perhaps you’ll be...

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We shall overcome, a theme we've heard for years We must live undeterred in spite of our fears Smile and move on Sing happy songs Plot may be different but grab yourself by the rear...

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I have been sequestered amongst the desert sands like the Israelites before they claimed Canaan Wandering about right beside my homeland All for some kind of cosmic lesson or training The unsatisfying, brackish water of this cactus Has given me just enough energy to walk a little more Yet...

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America is our location Of impending vocal frustration From the people it's congregation When they speak one feels deliberation For our need for conversation Highlighted by desperation Some help from the corporations For jobs and future generations But they offer no explanation The rich are in discrimination Before we become a divided nation Be saviours, be our salvation For our politics it's constipation No toilet roll for their...

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