Evasiveness Poems - Poems about Evasiveness

... "Baroque Spring" Viewed externally I am the Winter House Internally I am too too much I am eternal Baroque Spring He watches his mirror twin and assigns fatal love ......

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...Nervous flutters, against reaction Emoting apathy, of mass inaction Views: judges deemed pernicious Evasion of truth, is more precious Reeking, of dumbed-silent perfidy… Self-satisfied, co......

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...The final question When on the death row Is fear in tow Or tranquil elation No evasiveness possible When the hammer falls We can no longer stall The question inevitable Inner bliss curr......

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...In the fetal position, in leaks of rust and rot, in the wet self-dug grave, a pushy dead man is passing time. An evasiveness of words, a haziness of consolations, a thorough count of merits and sins ......

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...My son runs like a deer; Not the skittering evasiveness Of a doe in danger; Nor frantic frightened flight. He runs like an alpha, Prancing in perfect posture pride; Like the ballet dancer he on......

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...A few also rented words by David Archuletta: "A Writing style technique that hides with an evasiveness, while still long steeped in confusion." The above Copyrighted and Trademarked sentence sho......

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...You haven’t found among notable faces Or even quotable phrases Any bankable aces Even as your appetite chases Though the teaching remains taught The pursuits remain unsought For many hearts r......

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...The day whose hours only a dream ago ended, Was a test to the grave some men commended, For seizing any opportunity to push and trip, Is what men do when they want you off their ship. The grave i......

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...A warm heart, yet… It sizzles with anxiety And melts away emotions That still linger on. A sincere heart, yet… It chokes with evasiveness And chars every feeling That flickers with hope A......

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... A wandering wavering wind bleeding doubt wraps tightly ‘round its' victim in a masterful landscaped sketch of anger it falters and stumbles in its' indecisive nature that at times sways arou......

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..."My pen drips of sorrow and on this paper, I write each tear" She wears her feelings as a mask. Keeping them in the closet, gathering them up like the thin blanket on a cool summer night, hold......

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