Flinty Poems - Poems about Flinty

...It juts out by the river road, traffic passes it each morn, what’s left of the old aqueduct, something stately, yet still forlorn. The rock, with no mortar, was set so fine it would make Incas p......

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...I’ve long forged flinty chains, Stamped out and branded, my restraints, Given voice to contented folly Then pierced my heart with demon holly. To assess blame with shame, Spilling stain upo......

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...stones by michael r. burch i. far below me lies a village with its houses hewn from stone and though Everyman who lives there bravely claims he’s not alone, i can tell him, yes u are! for......

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... Saints and Sinners The smile is broad But the heart is bile an outstretched hand is birthed from a saintly pouch But alas, such as richly coated but with a shortened desire A frail......

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... Brimstone throats burned, before bursting into combustible myths. Dragons were effigies, deeply scorched into hearts. Forever became extinct, it became, the lick of a decaying fire. Smoke b......

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...A sip of the elixir that invigorates the soul. The euphoria that it gives calms the nerves. A fuel of one's enthusiasm to face a new day. Waker of one's slumbering blood. Like a burning sunri......

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...“There is a mine for silver     and a place where gold is refined. Iron is taken from the earth,     and copper is smelted from ore.   M......

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...Inevitable death defines afterlife - deux Flinty stones figuratively rolling inside whooping out that primal binaural beat of your drum ma mind haphazardly ricocheting axon to neuron induci......

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...My shadowy quondam radiated a crimson hue was alive and moving now it is a ghost emotionless colorless and lethargic a heart rimmed with marigolds the sharp color of bloody mul......

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...DO NOT READ IF YOU HAVE EMOTIONAL ISSUES I was born in a land far, far away called... home. Not yet still-born. A place of iced mountain mazes, that were once warm, like an oasis of blessings,......

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...We stagger on the slopes heading home We had been bar friends and home could be anywhere in between As long as little comfort settled in, home we were This time, in the crack of dawn, Rudely woke......

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...The light in my life has slowly sputtered out What began as a flinty spark of infatuation, Flounders in ever-growing feelings of doubt. First I thought about nothing but the sensations......

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...Those who would aim to prevent one another without incredulity. A mighty civilization afflicted by filth and plagued by calamity. A mystical state of unhappiness that typically lasts......

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...the edge of town arrives quickly you hang an inscrutable left only to discover one beat-up clapperboard hulk hanging over tall corn as if time and land-wrecked it or you drive to the end of a......

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...A valley of hope stares up at hills of despair where shuttered cottages groan despite the fresh air Flowers bloom down below in neat garden beds bright-colored lilies grow flinty......

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