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Intangibles Poems - Poems about Intangibles


Premium Member INTANGIBLES-
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Categories: intangibles, analogy, angst, destiny, engagement,
Form: Diamante
Premium Member Hyperstition
avoid the existential to dare to build forever grasping towards intangibles manifest through the culture eating the creature we must create, all serpentine with viral psionic mandibles god undoubtedly real held captive in our future perfect paleolithic project, a work in progress there is no time to worship the only worship is work the idiot engineers weave the wireless tapestry suicide booths and sexbots born inorganically beautiful dreams from tv we do not...

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Categories: intangibles, allegory, america, angst, corruption,
Form: Free verse



Misting Intangibles
missing intangibles kissing everything thats tangled frozen robin feet claw me hear me as we cry each teardrop canyon soaked caves sponge soaked with sorrow grown wings bound am i each drip of sorrow has me consumed still we breathe still we breathe still we breathe sorrows last breath exhale me she cries from depths screams echoe my throat walls sound circles into my lungs this pain is beyond mines grinding into me deeper deepening me scream each echoe echoes tormenting me traveling voices hearing me this poetry hissing man handles missing intangibles ?...

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Categories: intangibles, art,
Form: Lyric
Premium Member The Intangibles of Christmas
Who doesn’t love the presents or the sound of joyful chorus? But have you felt His presence or the greater gifts here for us? Who doesn’t like the lights or the brilliance of the season? But contemplate the night when He gave the newborn Jesus. We enjoy the food and drink and when loved ones gather round But there is...

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Categories: intangibles, bible, blessing, christian, christmas,
Form: Couplet
Intangibles For "lolita"
I am a man of simple taste An island child And talk to my neigbors face to face Where lush trees beguile Birds, not man. I have seen trees smoking In lime kiln fires Just for crossing a man's desire. I want more than ashes Plumed In the kaleidoscope of fire. Here with dull keyboard That cackles clicking strange Sounds, I make sterile music That communicate to living Breaths...

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Categories: intangibles, friendship
Form: Free verse




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