Gnash Poems - Poems about Gnash

...Opa John The caboose sits red—its iron spine cradles the earth like Atlas rails stretching into nowhere. The stream murmurs softly its voice threading through Ellie’s laughter like silver......

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... March is Nature’s Halloween treats us to a winsome Spring day while she forecasts snowstorms on the way In between a tornado or two just to make you gnash your ......

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...To draw the string back, with a notched arrow, To sense the taut twine pull against and test The strength of stiffed up shoulders and flexed chest— But not to loose the arrow at the sparrow; T......

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...Just because someone says “their truth” Is this or that Doesn’t mean it is The Truth. Subjective truths come and go (Like that chocolate ice cream is the best) But The Truth just is What it i......

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...Crack! I lay, beneath me creaking Hath it taken from me? What to give? Mayhaps yesternight another seeking For not many there is to live It approaches, shaking, floors creaking To th......

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...si tu t'appelles melancolie - oui if your name is melancholy, the scant tidbits I know of French. perfect cold day to down a cup of hot chocolate, java or joe in tandem with an intelligent con......

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...God’s timing impeccable, bringing together presidential adversaries, ringing in the new year, giving us a chance for revival. We hear about truthtelling stance. We shall all pass into the great b......

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...FORGIVE ME I ask that you do forgive me, please Judging poems is no spiffing wheeze Needing some skills but no degrees As reading always takes some time Seeking syllable counts and rhyme Few ......

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...Test has an end Problems has a solution Pain has a cure You can overcome anything If you trust God. Not every battle you have to fight Sometimes, being silent Can make you win Let them stre......

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...I walk o u t... I am lost in unapproachable light—a spectral broth I am tasting the screaming silence—the archetypal observer dissects my essence-fossil Passion a seismic rupture betwee......

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...An orison to hope Shattered into smithereens Its keened tongues and teeth gnash and lament A despairful cry of a cutthroat womb. Cacophonies cry out Cellos and violins bow, inexorable and unfo......

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...Peter went downwards Onto a bed of black mud To rest his filled mind From questions of the cold wind And prayed to the Son For the burning white fire He was thus blinded Briefly by a burnin......

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...Q: Why do not all roads lead to the kingdom of heaven and we all end up on the same mountain top's destinations? A: There are only two roads available to all people. The board road lead......

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...Shift the blame that way you can shift the pain, push it all onto me, put my heart in first gear and gnash down with your teeth Put me in the lowest gear the one that hurts the most, the one where t......

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...The school bell's chorus wakes a drowsy room, Sunlight spills, a golden, dusty plume. Desks, once dormant, morph to galleons grand, Ready to set sail to each uncharted land. Chalk, a spectral h......

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