Levitating Poems - Poems about Levitating

...In the unpretentious backyard Of my house— not a home, Bloomed a bird's nest Concealed concernedly In the benevolent branches Of the dear aged tremulous tree. When I noticed the......

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... there are clouds in my coffee cup they hover over a sea murky dark the forecast is tumultuous at best this morning's been hazy and somewhat stir crazy i drink my coffee but can't shake thes......

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...I’ll shed myself a final tear I’ll say all the things I’d like you to hear I’ll get over all my fears The ones you’ll never help me overcome I’ll cry until my heart is done I’ll sing until all t......

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...“Magic can create wonders bordering between reality and fantasy, creating before us an aura of chimera. All celestial phenomena may flash past before our naked eyes and we cannot decide if we are dre......

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...In a sea of roses, the ashes of your ghost still wander, breathing you in deeply, I try to pierce through the veils of time, but to no avail, only a bitter emptiness fills my weary soul. Fate temp......

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...The ashes of your ghost still roam within a sea of roses. Breathing you in, I try to reach through the veils, yet to no avail. The bitter emptiness is all I can feel. The Fates keep taunting, t......

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...TODAY’S THEMES 1. Teach this to the teens: God gives glory gracefully; let’s live lovingly:- 2. Time to tell them this: Bravely battle ......

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...As I meander 'neath bougainvillea's resplendent flare, A lachrymose tear descends, delicate and rare. It glides o'er my visage, where memories dwell - Nostalgia pirouettes in an ephemeral spell. ......

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...Sudden was the descent of poetry on me I tottered under its weight My body heated up like the sun A frying egg yolk on the pan My blood started burning…. burning A strange madness ......

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...Jingle bells and reindeer smells -- note to Mrs. Clause: before Eve-trip, to reduce scent and slip, no beer and sardines for Rudolph! That damn Guiding Red-nose needs to find other fuel ......

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... The floral foliage of Fall fuels my pen to flow Nature's carmine carnage is a crimson condition to watch Russet quills of the trees float down in myriad shades Amber leaves levitating like f......

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...The books, two floors high, levitating toward my upper limbs. Not costly. Worth every penny. Spread out by the tablefuls. Grateful for this claustrophobic, pyrophobic atmosphere. Pages fingered......

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...The water was warm it must have been The morning was cold it was early The two collided and and there it was smoke on the water rising mysteriously Vapor thin outlines levitating With the d......

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...Swaying branches spy as secret spooks in canopy’s dungeon Creepers knitted around trunks like ornamented bead chains Suspended pillar roots appear as the matted hair of Lord Shiva. Hoarse noises ......

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...TS Eliot said, “Paris is a strong stimulant.” It is - but it has nothing on Manhattan. If Paris is a Café Crème espresso at a café-en-terrasse under the stars. Manhattan is a ‘Black Tie Bawls’ coc......

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