Husked Poems - Poems about Husked

...Where is the sunlight's pleasantness by time and space across it gets to eye that's stretched (for here 'tmust stay) to catch but glimpse of summer’s day? Where is the fresh and tender blade t......

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... Blessings from above* Transformed lust to love* Delusion to illumination* Earth-heaven bilocation* Heavenly Manna poured into our hearts like fine husked wheat He m......

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...Late summer and the barefoot boys are scrumping. They have scrunched-up themselves into the green sap of leaf and branch, as trees to be climbed, branches to fall from. In the village shop an......

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...I got friggin heebie jeebies Cuz buzzards circle o'er me eyeing these lovely bones prithee id est Roy L. T. Canard, Si hence impossible mission to be lovey dove vee. Vague remembrances of ......

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...Composing harp melodies as a musical score, Sounds that seem to have been frozen in time, In reverse metamorphosis, crystals melt more, Snoring in lattice husks, a willow moth sublime.......

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...Quoth felon fate t' nosy nature - savoring sapid strays punctured. Worn winds for eerie eavesdrop tarr': "Why oft does thou nurse salty scars?" Nosy nature hewn smooth visage 'to a sassy smirk......

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...I carve out my dried husked hope And in the cave I hide the desperation of living Carefully, I cover the opening with the foliage of normalcy The Job The Wife Pay the rent Stop at the r......

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...These leavings are devastating. I feel husked and scraped The cobb cast on the bin While destiny enjoys my entrails. A continuos cycle of harvest Where heaven recieves the best And the living ......

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...We lingered too the passenger like awaiting the snake that runs on dike We sat, hands tied to lower jaw like Mom waiting for her dour child to spike For hopefully the rain which pours like Husk......

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...Deep in the overgrown hollow of the woods the gristmill wheel still turns where memories once stood, splashing water lightly on each rung some worn and gone as it circles the breeze with cre......

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...So, this is where the sheaves were hauled Where corn was husked, and seeds were hulled So, this is where the meal was ground, until the clock ran down Round and round a donkey bound As......

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...Within the common (all purpose room) at highland manor apartments aye daily encounter, one bewitchingly dreaded fiendishly horrible, jeeringly loopy, nap noopy, pugnaciously rave......

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...I grew up and out on a four family-owned, and cooperatively-organized, extended matriarchal farm. Four interdependent 1940s through 1970s patriarchally managed businesses, without substantial q......

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...The hearts that do not beat Quiet in the viaduct; A steeled echo husked Alchemic clones vastly entreat. I slipped you a talking pill As the loam, pulsing dust of cars Filled up on dar......

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...Jazz man of the mill suffering atomic verse Born of the waves, air-raids of sound Moons to profile the edge of weather And sun to light the way Inside the cliffs and black holes beyond Abov......

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