Herds Poems - Poems about Herds

...Anne* Frank's earthly life, coldly cut short, yet, in our hearts and minds, she always lives, as, it seems, her spirit no one could thwart, nor the humanity her message gives. Sorry if I ......

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...So: thinker, “personality” and actor are looking for a drink. If two of them are trailers, one’s a tractor. “Nice counter-top. Real zinc?” “Don’t ask them stuff. They memorise words of bette......

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... The sugarcane fields once a binding chain, Where generations toiled in sun and driving rain. A promised land, it seemed, for those who came in faith, But shadows lengthened and hope began to......

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... Where there is no Light, there is no Hope, so Burn Bright when the Spirit is withered, the Spirit is defiled where the worn-out paths weary out the Soul seek solace Inwards, there where the ......

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......Have you ever seen true madness take full possession of a man? Gobayth’s dreams of coming home were now all well and truly damned. It’s said he screamed for half the night, so much that it da......

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......A jolt ran though the broken men, like wraiths they rose, streamed for the door, Gobayth waved them on until nobody remained anymore. They raced on towards the small hut where all of the pick......

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...I’ve seen many look to the sky and to the gods earnestly plead, what sins have the committed that require so many to bleed? Why does Lord Diyal ride the lands, do things that make your stomach c......

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...He came back wrong. They said he'd graze in peace, a living museum piece— proof we could right old wrongs. But the mammoth didn’t come back peaceful. He came back pissed. Like he remembered......

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...I clock in my own breath, Minutes stack like folding chairs. My limbs queue for permission, Time herds me through its turnstiles. We all wear the same silence— Pressed suits, creased with wantin......

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... “The Blue Nazarene” caeruleum caelum in nubibus caeruleum caeruleum caelum in nubibus de hyacintho nazarene testimonium: white stallions, clouds commandin......

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... “le livre bleu” Terabytes. lonely poets, writers, musicians and artists play here, they wear masks that cover vermillion dripping smiles over sharp little wolverine te......

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...Once, wild herds of elephants blew trumpets as spiced tea and jam slathered crumpets brightly declared the sun would shine soon, snapping the spell of a thin crescent moon. Like a child's praye......

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...The beast Alhambra roared a violent psalm Vile conversos horrid moriscos, the heretic herds A spear thrust into our sun’s martyred ribs Held in hateful grips the yellow warblers dripped in......

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...Walk through the jungle, and realize how calm and silent the day can be. Creatures of every kind roam, big and small, venomous and dangerous—each defined by their nature. Yet peace still exists. ......

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...Hakim. The Gatekeeper from Esagila. (A lone voice whispers) In ancient Babylon, I once stood alone and mixed fire Iron and clay All day Creating a spell To entice my only light to......

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