Knee Deep Poems - Poems about Knee Deep

...Born into the soothe of tidepools hardly a ripple hardly a care infinity in the shallow so near but there are no treasures here only the seduction of security. on the horizon you see shinning ......

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...The salty wind tans my face, smile for miles of shoreline. My feet ecstatic to dip and go into the ebb and flow. I didn’t know it then, how time flies; so glad, so free, so liberating. Just a ch......

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...He rose not on wings of silence, But engines forged in fire— Steel dreams and starlit visions, A man whom gods admire. Elon, the Architect of Futures, Builder of wheels and sky, Touched the m......

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... They were all out standing in their field with an ass or two and a few moose along with a stray Canadian goose when someone let the Appaloosas loose not a welcome sight nor pretty view ......

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...Pain To Greatness Breath in the cold. Don’t tell me no. Run through the street. Put on your hoodie. Be a mystery. Let me be. Stay ready. Hustle knee deep. Knuckles bloody. Get to ......

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...I am tired of pretending that anger is a flaw. It burns through me clean, and still they ask for smiles while standing knee-deep in the ashes. I wasn't born to swallow my tongue. I wasn't rai......

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..."I’m Still Here, And I Will Shake You" I’ve walked roads you wouldn’t whisper about. Where shadows don’t follow, they lead. Where the air tastes like sorrow and the silence presses like a loade......

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...Submission leads to sustenance? In what world is this? Death, dynamite, dominance! Blowing Doom a kiss! High cliff force in summer late? Staggers in the gait. O ye gods above, strife? Sate. ......

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... The skies now dark with swollen grief, Rain lashes roofs beyond belief. The monsoon comes not soft, but roaring seas, It spares no home and trees, nor man, nor child. Before my eyes - truth t......

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... (A lone voice whispers) Dare you name them, or are they just fleeting memories or impressions? For muses come in many forms, and this relates to all those emotional tributaries. ......

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...The winter was long it came in like the lamb but continued to roar like a lion the snow came down lightly piling snowflake after snowflake soon it became knee deep it continued and became wais......

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...Are we like the mythical Adam and Eve? (A lone voice whispers to his true love as Mother Moon, watches) My Sophia Are we are like the mythical Adam and Eve Walking upon the grey shores ......

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...Christmas Morning Santa Christmas morning; and I, by chance to see, near a mistletoe leaf that had fallen from a tree, Santa, stuck knee-deep in the snow with a puzzled look on his face ......

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... A lion, a tin man, and a scarecrow. Followed Dorothy, beyond the rainbow. Singing and dancing, they strode, Along the yellow brick road. Where an old witch, plunged them knee dee......

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...Lamenting land of broken hearts left to bleed Mahogany misery loves company on bone beach Seas of skeletons once were hearts on sleeves Littering black sands like sea shells knee deep See her......

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