Granular Poems - Poems about Granular

...I divorced the cirrus heat that once laced the sky with fire, carrying searing sins of the scorching sun ~ burning the soft bronze of my melanin; an unabated rage, a labyrinth of blooming l......

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...It took me years of training to move my legs like this, gliding over the granular on long feet with curved width, to make my legs flail left and right, my upper half stock-still, balancing and ......

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...Can you see me? Eyes open But still unseeing To the truth, Which has been hidden In the lies of life. Can you find me? Wandering through hallways, Knowing my way around But still lost In ......

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... define its perimeters, suffer by them ~ I don't know how to get out bewitched and momentarily carefree I felt the need to linger with the energy storms push you sideways angs......

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...As hapless vapors of decay, surround us, suffocating the fecund earth. A blanket of suffocating grey, born from the diseased aspirations of humanity. We, the self-appointed masters of a planet in sha......

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...Against the grain Resistance to the Appearances of What is undesired.. Constructing a future With a pleasant Granular flow.. The plan of a Reformer Progressive Self help......

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...I wait— here I wait for white magic reverie to embrace me free me here I wait— an hourglass full of leopard-print thoughts sugar-granular-musings spill the beginning to the end of a st......

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...Alabaster streaks of warmth in its dewy first glow, tepidly stirring the senses, as my gaze roams to the trickle of ebony beads; in the distance, chimes of granular dustings, with fragran......

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... We Live Day by Day Hour by Hour Minute by Minute We Live Our World is Unique Connected Unique We are wrapped in Companionship Our granular Love Our World is Unique When the grains ......

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...When I've not slept well I feel like I catch emotion in the air Like an invisible sandstorm Wearing me down further My eyes are pained to be open I can't catch my breath Not if I scrabble for i......

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...Look up into the blue blanket sky feeling granular and fearful and sometimes fear isn't always to be afraid but to be immersed letting the unknown in and yourself out filling your essence with elicit......

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...What is as close As one's breath Not the last one Nor the next one Rather at the Momentary point You wonder if You are inhaling Or exhaling What granular Invisible aspect Of this ......

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...Within an overplay of paneled oak and illumination fittingly low, set upon a table, its style baroque a lighted candle, its shimmering glow plays an unopened bottle of Bordeaux Distant soft mu......

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...Standing by the moon lakes of open craters Rocks remain the same and in their place In short supply are birds of winter Oxygen takes flight in missing trees Origins of which remain a mystery ......

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...Midday pristine flows along the hills and valleyed snows blind and dazzle in the afternoon light glows, granular displays nature on parade.......

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