Floodlit Poems - Poems about Floodlit

...A bizarre light show streaked across the sky. The blinding lightning seemed to explode and electrify. a l o ......

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...BLUE LIONS & RED DEVILS Against the Blues, they never lost for many seasons, Red Devils came to the Bridge 4_3 reasons: They came, they saw, they suffered. Tho' they bottled it, sarcasm isn't ......

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...A desire sets off towards a place far inland whose spires lift like raised pikes on the horizon. There is always a "somewhere" hanging in the sky above your head, an El Dorado, a glistening pot,......

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...From the miles of flatness and the fens Comes the hill where this Cathedral stands Everyone can see this floodlit site When the moon is out and there is night. I saw it through the window......

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...I can hear the slow thump and thrash of a ship's propeller churning the dark and see the sheer black wall of a hull slide by, gathering the river in like a skirt, then releasing a train of ......

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...Auto-da-fé at Plaza Major Sixteen-Eighty was brutal on saints and their hissing cats. A turgid June, thickened as it was by an immature sanguinary wine that failed to quench the civil mob. ......

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...Sixteen-Eighty was brutal on saints and their hissing cats. A turgid June, thickened as it was by an immature sanguinary wine failed to quench the civil mob. Above the birthday cake façade,the p......

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...Flashback to an enchanted time in my life So long ago forgotten any trace of strife A dogeared corner to a most favorite page Four rainbow budgies and an oversize gilded cage In my youth my dre......

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...The Seconds [Excerpts] (c) 2019, Anita Lerek Section 1/4 First Generation - Before the Holocaust Lvov, Poland 1930s. Mother, you were a Jewish girl but you were not exp......

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...It always amazes me, the small things, they come together to make something so big, a snowball effect, a conglomerate, that can be repeatedly shattered and put back together and re used. A moun......

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...In the dark she is waiting, 200 kilos of velvet separating one world from the other. It was art to her, she was under no pretence, she was an instrument, and she made the other instruments merge i......

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...Santa arrived on our street yesterday spewing considerable exhaust while riding atop a parade of firetrucks and vans, floodlit like a nativity display at night, full sirens and blaring Christmas ......

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...Popplecoook met popplwwock on a jacket mending mission to a culinary planet. It was varied and various. The threads that were woven. To entice a frozen omelette to rise amidst the blackness and creat......

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...A collaboration between Paul Callus & Carolyn Devonshire Where were you when she disappeared? Is the moment caught in your mind? Were you nervous as the day neared, or to its approach were you......

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...A pointing stick on a pointing curve is a bit treacherous especially after rain. But if a rainbow is a grinning sky and a moon is not moody then the sun would be a titan awareness of a zenith sheet. ......

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