Horded Poems - Poems about Horded

...If we could look back to those neolithic times, When early man would walk and roam. There was a need for some kind of leadership Or hierarchy, whether away or at home. My guess is that......

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...I remember shooting marbles during recess time. There were puries, tiny worlds of milky blindedness. Big heavy steelies, bearings from salvaged, derelict machines, Hematite cores of some new known......

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...When I was born the light was in other people’s eyes. warm hands coddled spills of milky mew-shaped thirsts dabbed at my whiteboard mind. I began to wink the world into shapes; as a new Loose......

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...English Three Verse Haiku Poem (c) So much of all things Had he, of gold, silver, pearls. He never gave a Thing away…the poor From him got naught… He horded All he ever got. He lived a mi......

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...Bobby and Dot, are playing well together today. Without stomping and hiding till the other swells and mommy realizes, she has to break up a rumble, they’re fighting, cage ready display. What’s ......

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...Behind a counter in china shop sits a woman. Between right thumb, index, middle, and ring fingers she holds an egg. On the back wall are shelves with plates and fowl. On the counter are eggs, a ch......

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...my dreams were not meant to be caught nor horded to be worshiped in secret No, no "Dream Catchers" for me my dreams fly free from the recesses of my mind where they are caught in my internal......

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...A lifetime of waiting, stacks of National Geographic half as tall as me, piled on every step. A girl with nothing to do but dream. The yellow-black jackets buzzed, I flowered as I turned the pa......

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...What golden fevers disease drives the madman’s insanity, A toxic yellow shines metal, that glitter beneath the polar Aurora, Of greed’s horded treasure of the Klondike’s curse! By sheer brawn's he......

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...Beauty’s Bequest By Odin Roark Some say We all have one An enigmatic wild stallion within Seeking sounds and symbols To become a tundra of words Its landscape of expression Here Time......

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...Continued from Part 1 “Upon your knees in golden naves, while peeking through the slots, You horded thirty silver pieces, downed a whiskey shot, Then......

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...Family, friends struggle to transcend a never ending battle to cope, life drowns in a spiraling trend, descending a viral slippery slope. Irritable, confident, shifty and brash, every morning......

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...My thoughts linger in the bleak expanse that surrounds my disembodied conscious and not even the pulsing epiphanies (a million lifetimes away) can bring light to the horrific darkness embedded in th......

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...The Cleverest Sin .........................................................of them all is Vanity That mankind’s propensity To take pleasure in All the aspects of our creativity Achievement ......

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...Let it be known that Arthur Sly Was caught red handed and sentenced to die For he trespassed and stole fine things Like loaves of bread, diamonds, and rings This urchin of Satan horded all A......

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