Ladling Poems - Poems about Ladling

...Again the well of poetry was dry, My pail was drawing up no deep inspired Thought or subject matter. All was dull, tired, Stale water, no exciting trick to try. Once more the fountain gave me ......

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...It's styles of a nameless brand pristine day an exclusive star-sheathed shadow after overwhelming luminous glare fainted a somewhat true-to-life footpath in a back of structured quai......

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...You are Alexander the Great upon my Gordian Knot that Misery has wrapped me in. A swift cut placed with expert precision, pragmatic. You are Hebe, ladling the sweet ambrosia of your love into ......

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...Writing is a catharsis for my pain, lighting my way through the darkest hours. ~ by poet pens are the vessels that pour forth our words ladling ink 'cross blank pages drawn f......

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... Marked by seven decades on land and sea, my asymmetrical soul always out of place. ......

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...5. Murasame’s Story Concludes ("Noh" is an ancient Japanese style of drama, broadly similar to Elizabethan tragedy. "The Wind in the Pines" is my version of a well-known Noh play.) MATS......

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...I steal glances at you in my rear-view mirror Every morning we start for work Those aviator sunglasses on that handsome face Make me fall in love again The way you lovingly attend to me Every ......

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... Felt absurd as they kindly said I could have my heart’s wildest wish A golden chance to knock and order a costly ensemble or a flying fish Mom, an admirable and genial woman stood wai......

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...hop on the back of the Cheshire cat, made of devil’s food cake faint into the void, ladling out clusters of pinkish-blue whipped dreams......

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...Martin was a man of mettle Kingly to the clan Athletic in prowess the pristine preacher's son Registered first as Michael, he heaven's rapturer Templed his genius above the common A grader Interned t......

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...I am Africa, I am man Hear my drums, know my heart beat My sorrow is not metered in iambic lines Life does not speak that way So artificial this enumeration of joy So false this constant rise an......

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...Tutti Fruiti Lovers ladling luscious love sips, Kiss kumquats for passionate pair. Peaches and pears and purple plums Fresh fruit fritters fling affair Love apples, appetite appealing, Lov......

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...Little tree, I loved you the first time I saw you Your green leaves bright Ladling laughters of light Your eyes sparkling sweetly like a silver dew. The wind around you whisper at your dance ......

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