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Hoary Poems - Poems about Hoary

Premium Member Talk and Walk
...Talk and Walk “In the forest. You love ancient life,” said Satan. “Magnetized. Yes, magnetized,“ I answered. “Sure. You are magnetized by old life,” said Satan. “So good to meet with you agai......

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Categories: hoary, fantasy, fate, future, life,
Form: Free verse
haiku : protea
...haiku : protea ~N A T I O N AL flower~ hoary pinky Proteus ** sticKy ** f i N g e R ......

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Categories: hoary, color, earth, extended metaphor,
Form: Haiku



Premium Member Allegory of Leaf
... Allegory of a Leaf /~ ~~~~\ / ......

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Categories: hoary, allegory, god, life, nature,
Form: Acrostic
Fly Me To The?
...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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Categories: hoary, hope,
Form: Sonnet
Premium Member Awe,age
... 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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Categories: hoary, change, emotions, growing up,
Form: Free verse



Vapour
... 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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Categories: hoary, poetry,
Form: Sonnet
Only the Unremembered will Remember You
...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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Categories: hoary, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member The Human Seasons
...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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Categories: hoary, life, perspective, seasons,
Form: Sonnet
HALLS OF AMENTI 2
...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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Categories: hoary, 12th grade, change, deep,
Form: Rhyme
Kindle that love
...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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Categories: hoary, i miss you, love,
Form: Free verse
A Gray Light Sparkles
... 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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Categories: hoary, poetry,
Form: Free verse
On lunch, munch, and punch
...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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Categories: hoary, food, humor,
Form: Limerick
Premium Member Winter's Coming Kiss
...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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Categories: hoary, december,
Form: Free verse
Ode to the tallest mountain peak
...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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Categories: hoary, eulogy, mountains,
Form: Ode
Fledglings in parental nest
...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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Categories: hoary, bird, history, old,
Form: Sonnet

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