Gapes Poems - Poems about Gapes

... His very bones smell of ocean beard lashed with its salt On land, rubber legs awkward he gapes and he gawks But rig him up a mast ......

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... This morning, my yard was hopping with squirrels and rabbits busily shopping for pine needles, berries, and cones, perfumes, oils, and sweet colognes, to entice partners for this......

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...{Three o'clock on a December afternoon, the sky is opaque as my nature has stood out, the rain drizzles down my windows and I am distinctly reminded how it once drizzled down my back; the lacquers o......

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...French poems by Charles d’Orleans in modern English translations by Michael R. Burch Traitorous Eye by Charles d’Orleans loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch Traitorous ey......

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...The “Bench” sits proudly among the trees, perched high and overlooking the beauty of the water down below. Exquisitely black, it seems to hypnotize, beckoning you to stop for a spell. ......

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...In the wild, grey wilderness of gealtach mind madwoman's scáth, shadow self, I unwind sraith scream echoes, physics contorted in taibhse pain As I walk the ridge, druím, of my own private d......

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...Tell me the clouds aren't hung on fishwire That it's chance should trees reach such like a spire That even with elements scrambled so dire This Earth can recover and shan't ever tire......

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...I watch my verdant eyes envious as the botanicals blossom in a sandstone sunrise glow, I am a forlorn figure wandering in my fog of fears, I cannot omit my icy turbulent tears, Our short saga......

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...We, children love to build lego blocks Our knacks never run out of stocks; We can make miniature city, People, animals, houses, flowers And a lot more! So colorful and pretty! Legos ar......

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...Written: October 29, 2023 _______________________________________ Truth aspires in amorphous silence. Upset, drowned men's bodies rise in impatience. Man squandered......

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...Age is not all decay; it is the ripening, the swelling, of the fresh life within, that withers and bursts the husk. George MacDonald _____________________________......

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...It's the glove pitching with the dark; It moves through the wings of a crying skylark. It storms through all your soul's language— It gapes from that bleak wreckage. It's the vault around the......

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... "The Payload" The payload came crashing down like rain expelled from the fat belly of a ruinous pregnant cloud bilious with buxom promise it came crashing down ......

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...Connie's The Women Without A Ticket I sit at a bar, starring at other couples I admit I had a few No, not relationships But a few beers to ease the pain Today's not any different I keep......

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...From the dark arenas of violence, from the shackles of oppression, from a land reeking of the smell of blood, they flee bloodied and bruised. these scraps of humanity, alienated f......

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