Lamplit Poems - Poems about Lamplit

... Sometimes I wake, at least believing I have, but find that I'm wandering about, perhaps dreaming while walking in a mist, through empty halls where moonlight doesn't stream through wind......

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...You’ll hear it said, “Our lives are but a— Blink! …Hardly an instant-in-time In an infinite/cosmic timelinedesign…” But see That we......

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...In-fact I don’t want to dwell in your absence Necessary life is rushing gradually Silent breaths draw the mural of reinstated epic No bridge of love but a long-live sigh The verse of......

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...Books to the library photos to family. Paint cans and lumber from renovations years ago. Most of the furniture including the piano. Fastest way to do this is rent a dumpster. On the interne......

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...Written: August 28, 2023 ______________________________________________________________ In the low yellow glow of the moon above, rests in the quiet, draped in a peaceful love. A la......

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...Reaching out to you, at speed of light so you may find me on common ground, among the trees a gentleman, though strange to your ears. Under a lamplit room, one full of sky oh, though my eyes ......

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...A polished metal skeleton gleams under a porch light. He slides a silver tube beneath skinny legs, pivots on a straining fulcrum, meshing gears rattle, knees unlock. He rides by night. ......

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... A CALL TO LIVE Hands joined, strolling on quiet, lamplit, peaceful streets. We, were so joyful from our heads to the bottoms our feet. Life was sweet, soft and loving ba......

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...The House On The Hill Bleak, the naked windswept lanes, Lashing skin, unforgiving rains Drenching tatty, flapping drapes In a flurry of flightless capes. And......

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...Daidalos played with poison and the gormandizing mind of a king corrupting DNA with his brilliance. Poseidon’s patronage, issues from unknown depths of depravity. Pasiphae bore this monstrosit......

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...A dampened spray; a slapping sheet Tar and gravel; my bare feet A windy view of rooftop world The deeping sky with clouds unfurled An outlined fort of broken bricks A winding lane of artists' ......

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