Heaped Poems - Poems about Heaped

...As an easy pushover and soft touch lamenting my demise Vultures swooped overhead and preyed on my vulnerabilities forcing me to carrion camping as fine young cannibals sharpened their knives an......

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...You tasted spring’s young almonds green; sweeter than vestal nectarine then all your innocence is lost; forever to the wind is tossed. The seed you planted long ago; time will see it ripen and......

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...These are my English translations of poems and epigrams by the ancient Greek poet Callimachus aka Kallimachos. His surviving poems come from various sources including the Greek Anthology and the Garl......

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...Once green and firm, she danced, on the boughs edge. Whirling and dipping, through the breezes, of changing seasons. She basked, in hot summer suns. Rejoicing in the adulation, heaped up......

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...I recline with my cherry tree musings… a fountain of blossoms cherub cheek complected rise and curve from the ground up into a heaven and cloud scene to spread in splendor a festoon of bl......

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...Somewhere, way out there I know of souls who grapple With the Big Questions The ones I only hear echos of. Here on Earth, in my little nest, I play parlor tricks of the mind Looking for empt......

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...I'm going to submit the words the words that drive my daily thoughts past wastelands of dirty laundry and heaped up dishes that scream out wash me while the water's hot we're important, writing'......

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...Located where the mountains and the sky collide, The great pagoda floats amid the sea of clouds, With a luxuriant garden stretching far and wide, And solemn sculptures monitoring the sacred ......

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...The gifts of life, upon me have been heaped, but, one by one, I say goodbye, and they end, as time's unseen agent mercilessly reaps, and life's pilot announces "time to descend". Goodbye to ......

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...I was not born to the moors; my roots are planted by wild running seas, even so, a rolling heath is a green tide heaped into wind-sculptured waves, low breakers that may tug you deeper, or crash......

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...A Place Not Meant To Be PART: II (699 of 1487 words) #9: Days of Paper Roses Do the numbers--dogs don't count--just survives! Then everything, be as close enough, still,......

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...Silicon city That pulsates, Both day and night, The Tech Capital And the sky, veiled With urban haze And dense, sprawling cityscape. Grey city of its Gridlocked roads Surrounded by Toweri......

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... The sky turned stygian grey, violent winds blew. From above, tears of liquid grief poured down. Flood waters rose, pressure got built under the soil. The earth erupted with rocks a......

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...America at a critical political crossroads..., nevertheless hope springs eternal, especially after listening to Vice President Kamala Harris and Minnesota Governor Tim Walz speak at the The Li......

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...June nineteenth one hundred and fifty nine years ago The conclusion of the American Civil War commenced with the articles of surrender agreement of the Army of Northern Virginia on April 9, at App......

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