Flare Out Poems - Poems about Flare Out

...deep n cold, dark, jaded sky, cobalt dirty clouds, rushing, tumbling pass beneath broken trees, skeletons reach each swim n sway scratching the sky they dance n twirl, nightmares silhouette......

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..."If your hate could be turned to electricity, it would light up the whole world." And if that hate rose up, and you like a volcano shattered, bursting through every eclectic synapse of your tor......

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...No matter what anyone says to the contrary I firmly believe in miracles, not the divine kind Turning plain water into fine wine, necessarily, But seeing a newborn deer first learning to run A dea......

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...Wearing whirls, swirls, paisley too. A jazzy, snazzy, bell bottomed you. Slinky hip huggers with large chunky belts in style. White Go Go boots that never walk a country mile. Faux fringed jack......

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... With a mad engine roar and a burn tire bounce Tinted windows rolled down, shiny metal mouths spitting angry lead out Heated conversations ... hot bullet words Three dead bodie......

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...Thus have we fashioned, and thus have we paid. Organic construction of such a base grade. Functionalities meant to flare out and fade. Such is the form of the Ferrimak Engine. Purpose is hun......

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...Beneath the bushes and under the lemon tree Little greenish sparkles of light Flare out time and again with glee When the sun goes down in the night. Oh, its the willows! Happily ......

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...SUNSET BEDTIME The sunset kisses the ocean’s fragrant lips of salt, Lapping ‘neath the sky’s purple veil and vault. In perfumed mellow waters, in their glory golden, Deep sighs the sun, great......

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...When the fire burns low and the embers flare out the cold and lonliness will creep in And the sorrow will begin The emptiness will find you there shivering The saddness will watch you withering ......

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...SUNSET OVER THE SEA The lagoon-mirror embraces the sunset. Perfumed waters of evening Are lapping at the shore’s lips. Great yellow melon sun starts To mull over the idea of rest and ......

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...Here from my waist, going sailing on for glowing flowing miles--- O beautiful waving gold, O giant Wheat, My work of thought and hand and ringing dusty sreel, My ocean of sunlight under the blue s......

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