Gnomon Poems - Poems about Gnomon

...I'm just writing my story Leaving out all the glory I never tore them; yet the pages and spine are all but broken Its letters are scattered, yet still the words form a concise omen Would you read......

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...She was happy to deliver the news if only to get a glimpse of Lumi. They had met some years back, before he had been exiled to the northern desert. She thought she would never see him again and w......

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...Lockdown (courtesy coronavirus COVID-19)... Minimally impacts mine secluded lifestyle, cuz yours truly came into this madcap world approximately 534714.57958 times after gnomon cast shadow acro......

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...Feeling inside soul of time and weather change Colder weather arriving and autumn harvest, Full natural growth and the autumnal equinox glows Wonderful time for a football game, hometown competiti......

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...Shadow Casters The blaring light casts a superfluous shadow upon the timepiece, in a garden full of weeds. As empires have fallen; iron and clay, once gold, the gnomon stands strong, ve......

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...I only tell of sunny hours... I,Gnomon, Sundial yeoman; Suntanned sentinel Stand watch, Shedding tears for unrequited love. My cooling shadow stalks sun; Caresses with timely sunscreen Sweet......

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...I only tell of sunny hours... for I can’t penetrate the dark. Light is a weaver of colors, whose rainbows clothe a naked sun... I perceive shadows as they creep... ......

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...I only tell of sunny hours… For me the trail of time disappears in the depth of darkness at sundown, but my mind doesn’t harbor any qualm, I dream drenched in stardust of stellar sky… I’ll trace......

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...SUNDIAL WISDOM-- I only tell of sunny hours; And my face looks toward heaven's skies; And a gnomon, which casts a shadow onto my dial; My eyes gnomon clouds ruin my view; Glaucoma vision clou......

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...O Fingernail Moon have you sent us Morning Sun to show us building? And Morning Sun are you sliding down the mountainside to hint at pyramids, how to build them,......

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...O Fingernail Moon pointing down at the ocean what goddess clipped you? O clipped fingernail without your acute reply can I scratch mind’s itch? Scratch may be: the swi......

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...So I now come to that same blessed mound, witness of much that memory still holds dear. Though now these fields grey-sullen clouds make drear, they once outspread a carpet royal around our fe......

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...A constant reminder of what’s surrounding me The vacuum of evil that seeks to suck me in That the light will fade and I too will cease to be Along with my warped blank paperweight twin I walk i......

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...As the day lengthens and sun grows high, your shadow shortens as the day goes by, and i think of you in noon's repose, and wonder where your shadow goes. Then there you are on the other......

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...A brass sundial awaits Sol's kiss, of glistening gold. And aligned with the North Star; its gnomon stabs at the cold. Tarnished and weather-beaten; it waits for Sol to come back. Stan......

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