Gauze Poems - Poems about Gauze

... I'm just enjoying the bells of Venice ringing (almost incessantly, but beautiful nonetheless) and admiring the way my friend snores to the tune of We Will Rock You It feels so easy to see beauty......

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...She inhales the aurora, breath laced with frozen with light speed Pulsar fingers stretch through cirrus gauze, her bodice bending like solar flares. Astronaut A quasar shudders behind her lip......

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...MY PRAYERS ARE WITH ALL DOMESTIC VIOLENCE VICTIMS AND SURVIVORS MY DOMESTIC VIOLENCE SITUATION STEMMED FROM MY WEARING WIRES PREGNANT FOR THE FBI BUYING WEAPONS AND DRUGS FROM JUNK SICK COPS BECAUSE ......

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...how long and sourly sobs the lonely heart depends on how grave the weight which grieves the tears pouring from the despondent spirit’s pores.— a witness, too, will know the surly sort of rain t......

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... Drowsing on a grassy knoll, gazing out over the meadow I watch the early morning mist dissipate Like milky white vapour of silken gauze rising skyward, filtering through the tre......

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...PAINTBRUSH Fingertips the bristles of a pagan paintbrush painting a Tree of Life on pacified cheekbones instead of in liver from whence it sprung now it burns to feed HeartSpace with wi......

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...{"I want to be at arm's length of people because I have met you. You reflect on what I believe and disbelieve. You introduce me to a sacred hollow shallow cage you call your childhood home. Howev......

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..."With every fiber of my being, my eyes glimpse at my whole life gone avail and unjust; the sacrifice mother had made before birth was certainly not enough, wish I had gone through the flames of Nor......

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...Slow and serene could I walk at the jheel If wore on my visage a pleasant smile, Relaxed to core, deep-set laity to feel, When weary thoughts were left behind to pile. A seed of joy within sp......

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...8 months down the drain Blood congeals then clots but has no time to scar I bleed myself empty, my vessel full of progress, full of hours and days and weeks and months lies slashed and broken on t......

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...gauze covered sunshine plays peekaboo with the sea beach umbrellas up......

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...The stretch of death and decay blows in from the north, As centuries turn to dust. Darkness engulfs barren carcasses of what was, forlorn rain drips from the weeping sky, coating every strand of ......

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... For you I am here being cooled by this breeze coming in off the water, soul deep in an evening breaking out in stars, being soothed by the soft sound of lapping waves filtering through the......

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...to love, is often to bleed, cut at the wrist through the fields of reids, mummification of a beloved memory, wrapped in caramel gauze of a felo de se. “should we see this heralding—?” asked th......

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... ..for him A little something in the scintilla of soporific smiles you left me beneath dulcet gazing twirls of ballerina stars amongst a moonlit lullaby, sitting in the......

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