Heaped Poems - Poems about Heaped

... Seeing the mashed potatoes, Heaped upon my plate. Sent me reeling to a past, I could relate. With a scoop of potatoes, Laying in my spoon. They sailed across the tabl......

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... After a hazardous trip from a far- off district, With drooping spirits and waning energy, I alighted at the station to catch the night train, My heart besieged by memories of a home,......

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...I thought at your fiftieth we would make up, I saved every drop to buy you a new Ford. Your Royce is still sweet, but it needs a backup— Not a Lincoln, a Mustang I could afford. But you threw t......

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...After the wife made a suggestion about what to write about... I decided to title my piece a concatenation of a few different notions incorporating fictional romance alluding to myself and spous......

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...Planted on coarse grounds Without water, air and the sun He questions his existence Continually tossed by violent storms In an habitat of weeds that contest his survival Like an insect which f......

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...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 b......

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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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