Florilegium Poems - Poems about Florilegium

...What are words other than coffin nails be? Who does it belong to when it rails me? An empty vessel at best that bails thee. Lend me your ear and draw your heart near; my words might seer, but h......

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...The root word for religion is not kind – Latin verb that means to tie or to bind – as it tends to play tricks on anyone’s mind. For some, the edicts lash; they merc......

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...We rise in the morning after many sunsets, Passing death, hurdling heartbreak, sloughing regrets Off in the distance we see tomorrows, known from pasts And at last we know, we know its as good a......

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