Excavated Poems - Poems about Excavated

...I. Sighting I saw you through refracted light- a prism of chance splitting ordinary into spectrum. Wind-tangled hair terra cotta and rosemary beneath your nails th......

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... Memorial Day 2025 Soon Memorial day will be upon us once more, And unhappy memories of the past will be excavated again. My younger Brother was a highly decorated soldier rising to th......

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... There are no answers, just the outgoing tide leaving a poem written in the sand to be washed away when the tide comes in again. I am lost in the detail, the exquisite swirls and rippled......

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...In modern day times since twenty-fifteen Fifty new species of dinosaurs have been seen Because new places are being rapidly excavated Excitement generated cannot be overstated......

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...Stone clad hotels and banks, stone-faced facades. Stone monuments carved by old money. The stone-poor have no stone history, they will leave no archeology to be excavated and raised. Their th......

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...A simple misconception, Can lead to endless argumentation. Once it started its initiation, It'll always have a continuation. The tension escalates, While the calmness disintegrates. How can y......

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...Call it yours, Call it mine, The tale we wrote was glorifying. I was a driller , Your eyes were the mine. 'Excavated until I could see through them, The mesmerizing light was the love with shine......

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...I knew that am empty Am hollow and through the harrowing Sojourn to identify myself, to complete the missing piece I had to explore, to swim oceans and cruise dilapidated Sahara Just to ensure th......

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...The years have not mildewed for my moss is deep and soft, it is a fine as baby hair as thick as an uncut meadow. Somewhere there are lands I have plowed over and over, beneath which are the f......

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...Water tapping against the ruins Of hidden earth Lines that we have written in the stars Like a flower grown from seed That’s lost at birth We count on one another To remind us of who we are ......

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...A Web waits in its black nest. A thousand and one fledglings cry for attention open throat's as red as blood. I consider not writing anything, the last line I wrote wants to be the next one. ......

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...A young tourist went into an old castle for site seen, he became fascinated by the antique structure, the Gothic sculptures and the beautiful renaissance paintings hanging on the stone walls, arti......

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...Unearthing blind roots, cyclic thoughts spin round again as if they had just come to me, and had not been arriving forever. Abandoned living-spaces excavated from under the forgotten foundatio......

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...She dug a hole in the earth & buried her heart where no one Could find it. Through my tongue I have dug And excavated through a person I thought I knew. A region I still travel both known and u......

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...“The songs are casual and careless in a satisfying way, like the used condom your latest lover left lying on your bedroom floor, a souvenir you’re not yet ready to dispose of.” Candy Cotton, Modern W......

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