Kindle Poems - Poems about Kindle

'Do not kindle a fire on the Sabbath Day'* applies to discussions too On the Holiest Day of the Week let not contention or strife break through _____________________________________ *Exodus...

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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 nirvana There is no pair of pigeons There is no familiar thatched dome The hunter-cat is also gone There is no...

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An excited happy clowder of cats and a kindle of kittens Were tearing up yarn I used to think I needed for mittens I watched them and laughed, for they were a delight Their rolling and tumbling was a really sweet sight With a poem and a song in my heart and my mind saw my calico and fur ball...

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Can you envision clearly The path to your destiny Is your software trained Not to be a futile trailer Of doubts and negatives Turning ideas into fugitives That turns you into a clown I ask you now to kindle Inner candle to purpose Please burn your tears Smoke doubts and fears Steam all flaws to purify Mind and soul, and clarify...

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Fire start somewhere It may in the ground or top And spread greatly....

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You have no time, time’s not with us, Back still, let love be brought with us. Let no time rob our love in life, Nor spill over love’s pot with us. Forgotten we have naught with time, Nor has ill time still caught with us. Let’s give it a go, make it work, Let’s find that missing dot with...

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TEA BREAK POEMS Last year I wrote a book of poems you see, so I could believe that it was really me. I thought that I could edit, mistaken was I to take such credit! I sent it through by email, was proofread, but a press of the button and it was gone, now nothing could I mend. Commas, full stops, capitals, and...

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He watched them from a doorway sitting on a pavement step cuz when it came to social graces he was hopeless quite inept when the choir started singing something loosed way deep inside it was an Easter morning hymn that broke his torment stride hungry, broken, and impoverished, he was always...

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Mom, why do you have tears in your eyes? Why the darkness of clouds are on your face? Tell me, what's your worst fear? 'In your open fields and Mangrove Forests Enemies are attacking back' Is this your fear? Mama, this is your biggest fear! In your glory and beauty The perverts are trying to stain badly. 'To do assaults upon your chest All enemies...

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(buzzfeeding, kickstarting, needling darn noggin) An effort to recall word, phrase, musician... indigenous tribe... most frustrating literary endeavor to das scribe aggravating enough to sub bourbon spur teetotaler to imbibe and/or nsync, whereby soul searching devil's advocate demands bribe. Lil brokeback Engelbert Humperdinck (born Arnold George Dorsey) bent edict coercion (think sexual mores) scaring stripes off blushing zebra bunched unencumbered vice pliable straw aforementioned pablum admittedly "fake" birthed within cerebral...

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Buried somewhere beneath the abyss of locked horns And bones to pick on, Is a kindling of love, which I wow to search for relentlessly. Never shall I give up, resolute I am to grasp, for amidst that deep pit of shattered heartbreaks, it lies covertly tucked away from conceited eyes. And even if it takes to rip my eyes off, i shall and...

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Invite Unite Starlight Delight Kindle a Friendship: Invite, Unite An evening well-spent: Starlight Delight...

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You kindle the lamps Little earthen bowls Holding circles of mustard oil Wicks like snouts of desire The sober flame radiating rosy heat Smell of ripened wheat I get my book Under the leaves of the light Words snuggling in delight The dissolving nights recede Your pent-up poems, all freed You become the words Swords disappear Mightier pen gets prepared The lamps in the corners In triangles and tweets Light...

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You kindle the lamps Little earthen bowls Holding circles of mustard oil Wicks like snouts of desire The sober flame radiating rosy heat Smell of ripened wheat I get my book Under the leaves of the light Words snuggling in delight The dissolving nights recede Your pent-up poems, all freed You become the words Swords disappear Mightier pen gets prepared The lamps in the corners In triangles and tweets Light...

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You kindle the lamps Little earthen bowls Holding circles of mustard oil Wicks like snouts of desire The sober flame radiating rosy heat Smell of ripened wheat I get my book Under the leaves of the light Words snuggling in delight The dissolving nights recede Your pent-up poems, all freed You become the words Swords disappear Mightier pen gets prepared The lamps in the corners In triangles and tweets Light...

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