Flesh Poems - Poems about Flesh

'What does the ticking of a melting clock sound like?'—overheard in Dalí _______________________ A clock made from ice lies on sun-scolded tiles— the ticks go slower, steadier, ...

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The rustling of leaves interplays with the ocean breeze, as traces of moonlight escape through blackout curtains hanging from steel rods. Bolts of illumination highlight stacks of books caked in dust, while a man, decrepit with age, sits on a worn auburn-coloured leather chair. His balding hair is grey from years of turmoil. Wrinkles lay heavy, nestled deep within his...

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Awakening humanity.' Struggling within the breadth and depth of possibility's revelling in those possibility's and also an Obstinancy.' Blood-soaked actions stoking their reality wanderers all' Lost leaders exploring so much iniquity bursts of good; with some intensity! Travelling in orbits so Habitually. Builders of edifices in great vanity' until redemption through the veil of flesh; to humanity.'...

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What is it that you need from me? - I pray that you do tell. For everything I've offered - hasn't gone over too well. Patience as you grow? - As you learn from your mistakes? No, that cannot be it - because you've never really changed. Could it be understanding? - For me...

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HEARTS of gold will melt in the heat of scorn n'pride, where greed is born. hearts of stone feel no pain, loss, nor happiness again. numb to sorrow but also peace... imprisoned in stone with no release. a heart of lead, so heavy with poison, with bitterness, regret, weighing you down into the dark~ into depths to drown. a heart of clay will grow stronger in the oven...

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no sound in a cascade of nerves submerged amid a myriad of silences a serpentine fold slices through the viscera and a breath of phosphor burns in the chest’s hollow a crawling rhythm of an aborted name shapeless a lunar longing locks into the bones among the remnants of a collapsed nebula I do not heal I do not return I am flesh that refuses form...

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Long ago, when the sun and earth were one flesh held tight When male and female were one light Shining as the white moon, turning as the wheel of night We had immeasurable might Because we had four legs, four ears, eight eyes and four hands We had two faces that looked towards the heavenly lands Saklas, terrified of...

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A funeral pyre a blaze of doom Perhaps a Phoenix of life resume A chosen time of rebirth concieve Fluttering to the earth a giving seed Twilight's hush, a tempest's roar To drag myself up from the floor A breath perhaps a moment shared Before deaths suite would come to dare A yearning a dream upon deaths door A deep desire washed upon the...

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When will she come to me To take me to that place Where I suppose, we shall be free Like spirits in the space The fortuneteller gave reply Ambiguous and wise But no advice on what to try Should I just close my eyes Engage myself into the realm Of pure imagination And it’ll make me overwhelmed With the enforced elation There, on the boat of dreaming...

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Eros, his temple, night, fire burns higher/minds meld. Windows like eyes glow, flare and ebb set free....

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A bird, with eyes that pierce vast skies, seeing colors bright as...

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"(The Word of God…) More to be desired are they than gold, yea, than much fine gold: sweeter also than honey and the honeycomb.” Psalm 19:7-11 KJV “…There is a natural body, and there is a spiritual body.” 1 Corinthians 15:42-44 KJV Which do we feed more, the flesh or the spirit? Psalm 19:14 "Let the words of my mouth...

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Who dreams of inspiration ~ his flesh quivers with trepidation ...

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MY SON In the middle of the City stands a tall gum tree With a trunk so bright reaching out to Yeah Jacaranda nearby looking up at me Yet I stand tall and proud for the world to see Sun sets on my trunk at the end of the day Trials Tribulations, I have a lot to say Don’t mean no harm...

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Have you been stripped bare once more tonight? Didn't you? Not like every other day— Today, you chose to do it yourself, Hoping to tame his rage before it erupts. But fate repeats itself, Just like always. He arrives— You smile, Hoping to soften his mood, Yet that stone-hearted spawn Doesn’t even look at you. Unhinged, he unzips, Like a machine, he flicks on— Twisting your legs like...

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