Hoary Poems - Poems about Hoary

...Mine was a somewhat humble Holy Grail. For forty years, I hoped to see a plane fly right across the moon. I hoped in vain. Though once I got to see a vapour trail bisect the orb, I couldn’t quite......

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... The irony of life and love, tricks played on trusting souls by a heartless prankster. I didn't even know what I didn't know. I longed to play the music of your heart and body ......

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... Vapour While I sit lonesome at the water’s sprawl, crepuscular rays have the heaven’s sigh, as golden hues descend on evening’s crawl, and soften the edge of a fading sky. A gentle mist as......

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...Give me a memory that never did occur, not to you or anyone else. Life is full of recollections they sprout like scenic views of a dead planet. The past is only resurrected by the already de......

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...Four seasons fill a year’s colours of time and fills the core of human shell and gourd - in that fullness of youth’s Spring balm its prime will reap the honied hive of years endured. And......

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...HALLS OF AMENTI 2 Doom dark in the Halls of Amenti whole families are dropped down drains covers shut tight no pink flamingos not a single orange tree in sight They grope along hol......

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...All the rhythmic beats of the heart were wet The happiness of your return is in the happiest tears In the silent cloudy pond of the blue sky of the green veins My excitement enjoys a bath of ni......

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... Branches thatch a spackled sky. Snow lays itself down to sleep lightly. An airborne coyote-itch addles drops of sunlight until they drizzle. Splatters of graying-green on the hairy chops......

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...And leaving all else, they debate on lunch. To one, lunch time was waste, hence, break-less munch. The other felt, lunch-less Would no new glory bless To UK, nor hoary Return to old glory, Lu......

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...A-rush In a feather ruffling frenzy cooling the flamboyant sunrise muffling the warblers with waffling winds chilling the audience in an ice-like stare your shivery essence ricochets throug......

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...O thou world’s tallest mount of might, Like a gawky adolescent, Added hast thou to thy old height, I bow to thy quickest ascent. Thou, with thy siblings so many In the abode of hoary snow, A......

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...Way-lost as if we live in hoary past-- In epics of hist’ry poets have sung, In portraits of culture, hoisted on mast, Still, where are old glories, save on the tongue? One knows of few people......

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...Step into splintered sunlight broken beams flash across bare, silhouetted flesh. Above Father-Sun forever scintillates, a deep and ancient ember, giving ceaselessly to all wanting nothing in......

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... It is fallacious to pretend we contrive to “become ourselves” when there’s no one to observe us. Mere mice with conceits of grandeur prowling proud like cats in the night - Hubris holds......

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...While D.T.'s old image was bold His weird rants seem hoary and cold If campaign funds fade The next asset trade Is having Melania sold Why would he throw away caution? Seems like he’s got bra......

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