Froths Poems - Poems about Froths

...I hardly brew coffee alongside the metaphor of English mornings blended with summer’s febrile breath. But, on this occasion, I did.... It was a stifling moment on television. The social media was......

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...I recall the yelling but silent voice of winter that broken December when the lights from lanterns shot up from their wicks with the fading strength of departing glows abroad. Twilights hastene......

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...Conflict bears messages to be discerned; revelation lies in the spirit. The soul is the gatekeeper of the spirit; bear your soul and let the spirit of love flow. Forgiveness does not requ......

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...Catch the waves Before they go Catch the waves Gentle, quiet. Catch them quick Dabble, ripple in them And set asail – On your journey afresh Before they rage In mountainous forms Of dar......

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... Soap bubbles float through August breeze as children sneak in hushed delight, where fables reel 'neath maple trees to glide away like jewels bright. Now listen...elves and wizards hop thei......

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...Written: October 11, 2023 As I Watch The Waves Crash Sponsored by: Anoucheka Gangabissoon ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ As I wait with anxiousness on the edg......

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...Assailed, maligned, hounded and betrayed And all for why, simply for the game I played, My aim to win but of course the lefties don't agree, Their views alone are all they ever want to see. Con......

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...The blood boils and froths Vapour sears; scarred and worn Shame left, pain chronic......

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...Charming flowers on the wings of passing Clouds where crystal froths flying like the dove, Lone I’m walking behind the passing cruise Holding your hands in mind on the green mat, The bouquet of w......

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...Early Poems XIV Am I by Michael R. Burch Am I inconsequential; do I matter not at all? Am I just a snowflake, to sparkle, then to fall? Am I only chaff? Of what use am I? Am I just a f......

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...In a moon landscape, aloof night sprays of light. A child's eyes well up! Beams of luminescence cling. Angel marvels and ponders the modern World's blight. The wispy style of savv......

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...After peppering a tower of light the flight froths over. A bloom of wings falling, then, the dark shower turning as one. Puddles of sky splash open speckled by black flint heads. ......

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...The land suffers too much greening; luxuriance froths to fever and glut, birds cannot consume all the insects, nor serpents eat the thronging flocks. The soil hogs on the swill of decay, drey an......

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...All around me the land suffers too much greening. The luxuriant froths over into a feverish lush. Birds cannot consume all the insects. Snakes cannot eat all the birds. The ground hogs on the swi......

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...I stand on the rocky shores of my island, Waves crash towards my feet, foaming between my toes on the empty beach. No Kings. No Masters. No Gods. Only I. The shores were as barren as the land itse......

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