Finis Poems - Poems about Finis

The finis sing touches touché Knead dull brows knitted; belief system I cogitate gearing thee ordinary bipedal hominid acquiesces to deck the halls of the mountain (dew) king with boughs of sister golden haired sprinkling angel dust from cremated remains in bleak midwinter unwittingly interweaving pagan rituals tacitly accepted yet quietly jeered as anathema to march of the...

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A Flirtation With Love (Parts 1, 2, & 3 finis) #1 Sue's Legacy (Has A Home In My Heart) Sure, each touch that enjoins us to life has Love's sparks, one less photon (warms retina), dies but informs that a universe spins that's beyond our controls! Touch IS 'Blessing' (that's real) though this lie ends best life - ["I'D BE better...

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The end has now come Once lucid eyes dulled Shallow breaths begin Food and drink have ceased Sleep is now constant Bowels shut down Pulse becomes faint Bluish-hued skin Grimace of pain Eyes roll back Body cools Moans softly With love Speaks name Gone May 15, 2022 **Side note: This was my first experience with writing a Diminished Hexaverse poem. I thought it was a fun challenge. I...

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Uncharmed by the bloom of fresh roses white, I shall with the mute prop of unspeaking sticks, Like a bored mollusk loathe my slowing walks; And pine for eternal still with wee cursing clicks. Uninspired by thrills of chart-topping songs, And no longer revived by their lisping beats, And aided by sad hammers and rioting tongs, I soon shall fault all...

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3. Death, the Master, wears a thousand faces. The white smile of the skull Lies behind the 5 O'Clock shadow Beneath, perhaps, those laughing eyes Looking your way across the bar. When the shock begins to fade I turn off the news. I turn once more to the business of living. To ponder overmuch over why such things happen Is to invite the spirit...

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'an empty verse' and empty hands ~understand~ The glass in hand can drown out ten- thousand and ten; Hearts, ~emptiness~ ' ' looking for ? a f l o w e r '' '' ' ' ' " " ...

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4 for Howard You didn't bargain for hearts & flowers, nor hungry little girls in a woman's body, nor woods with beer cans and broken bottles. I would have devoured you: appetite so long denied it was the larger part of me. You set sail on my lake of tears, your red sail confident and bright against my gray skies. But, I saw you...

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The thing that mattered most to her was gone her love for him had been wild and unpredictable. They had grown together into one being their love beyond words...beyond logic. She gave all that she was that most private part of her to this one man. Vows were made to love one another to spend eternity learning together through life's' travels while fending off...

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