Histories Poems - Poems about Histories

...The weight of the water is heavy in my chest, a force pressing against the ribs. It rises when I don’t expect it, like a flood breaking through cracked, neglected seams. The truck of my memory rumble......

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...A New Society Eras, centuries, and histories have disappeared New social systems are emerging and disappearing But it all disappears, is destroyed, is forgotten. Time is a killer ......

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... Skin, a map of histories untold, a spectrum painted, in stories old. But eyes, they narrow, judge, and then they claim, a difference forged, in prejudice's flame. Words, like stones, ......

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...The knights that in histories lurk, They never wore spandex to work. O’er heroes today That dress in this way, The dragons, they snort and they smirk. ......

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... Written: March 27, 2025, for Sponsored by: Mystic Rose Rose *********** Waves into twilight that is now absent. From flowers clipped just before their ideal flight. I......

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...From Maurus' shore, a tide arose, not of ocean, but of faith, and shadowed Iberia's sun-kissed coast. Moor, a word that held a continent, a tapestry of Berber, Arab, threaded with the blacknes......

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...In the Court of The Fisher King, He sits ceaseless, and unyielding. So weep his wounds and sores to the e'er senescent march of mortal ages. A King enshrined in stone, no bait upon that sim......

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...The air is thick with the weight of things unchosen, paths untrodden, doors closed but never quite sealed. A shadow clings to every decision, the ghost of every road not taken, whispering — what ......

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...I wake up at midnight To the sound of a summer storm, The breeze upon my face Feels so gentle and so warm. Then I'm looking down on An endless , clear mountain stream . . . Drifting through th......

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...It's not wrong to wear an old hoodie that feels like a cloak of woven memories, to keep jeans that hug your body like a spell that knows you by heart, because some clothes are not just fabrics, but......

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... Written: February 22, 2025, for contest Sponsored by: Sara Jama **************** Skating upon Saturn rings, we dance in the empyrean, while orbit......

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...PAINTBRUSH Fingertips the bristles of a pagan paintbrush painting a Tree of Life on pacified cheekbones instead of in liver from whence it sprung now it burns to feed HeartSpace with wi......

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...To The Forgotten Military history is written by the victors. Generals and politicians who stamp their names on the pages of books written by men and women in ivory towers. It is actually mad......

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... Melodies, breathless as foggiest daybreak healing all my heart’s restlessness releasing the song, pure as the gentlest stream washing away the distance between happiness and pain, corre......

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...We built this house On a dirt road at the edge of the forest And between two coyotes dens So it’s hard to know if the howling at night Is sibling rivalry or civil war Serenade or sacrifice Th......

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