Excavate Poems - Poems about Excavate

... (center)Visions grow out of our imaginations like vines. We want to excavate a bare-knuckled past with the jaw bones of concussed elks. A cold moonlight carves them still. They are the blunt......

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...jeremiah jeremiah can you see me, standing in the parched land where no cistern holds water for none flows in the chambers of my own heart jeremiah can you hear me, foolishly dig......

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...The Concernment of Peoples he stood before all of the world to speak his concern for the future he marveled at mans achievements he spoke of mans ability to create and recreate to survive the h......

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... An ancient mariner, I’m sailing for ages across the ebony edge of the tranquil night, while the storm clouds surge with the thunders of strife, splinter my sky of yearning motif. Wit......

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... It's a lingering mystery What people are going through. Everyday, we meet wounded, fragile souls Who conceal sadness with smiles. They've wrapped barricades around their glass hearts, St......

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... Sun-soaked spectral topography sculpts with lattice of longing luminescent, the veering valley of my lucent life undulating briskly in plains of passion with the caden......

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...I don't want to wander those places where our footsteps have long since passed, Down shaded alleys where our memories whisper and stand guard like stone sentries, I no longer wish to hear those son......

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... In the shadows of my half-waked condition of terra firma- patronus renditioned, I mudder into your soil, snorkel into your swamp of inlet tributary, a flagellum personae , prosopopoeia explorae ......

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...soon to bid another farewell, yet, you've already unearthed a smidge of sad longing buried too deep within to excavate. as our sizea......

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...I take an early morning peek Out my window; Beauty abound yonder! Spring flowers still bloom In vibrant colors. I see trees of emerald green Swaying in the silken breeze. Chickadees chirp m......

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...rage great freedom wrong just wait love makes no difference sedate strong people excavate earth under steeple mayhem ignore drink mirth here two cents strangle birth tell poor save mon......

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...with much sweet sorrow had to pay for the cargo will have to borrow wind in big bluster they could be in a cluster flowers with luster could be thrown in clink to buy a coat made of mink ......

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...History, forgotten element of man`s life Adage of forgiving and forgetting Messing and proceeding on the solemn assembly Expunging and blotting life-long terribly but carefully committed and cove......

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...The world is broken, So Am I, Bleeding grief , Through cracks of Mosaic. It wasn't aliens, Who plunged the sword, Scouring the substrates, To excavate their rewards , The were my own, Love a......

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...Play hard, the toothless bandits are at it again. they have no teeth, yet bite the hardest. serial larcenists, squelching through town, robbing the honey, subverting the hives. at gu......

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