Ligneous Poems - Poems about Ligneous

...In my chambers where phantasmagoria undulate not as vigilant watchers but as mnemonic parasites I ruminate— no longer a singular entity but a disjointed duality my qui......

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...haunter of the woods, woods whispering wishes, like a heartbeat, still as starlight, reflecting all the music… oaks and birch, pine and laurel, soothing barks, ligneous laughter, a morning ......

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...When my city unshuts below, its crude, inured eyes: lewd its faux regard for mere mortals that drift amid cement and steel. Who flow bereft; enslaved by night's shift. Dissent its rude rebirth......

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...The woods have been gathering here for generations, they bring their faithful rings scored into aged ligneous skins. The language of the trees is arcane, it arrives from deep ancestral roots. ......

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...A stream flowing through the old oak tree is still alive. The heart of the forest (wood which has lived to long it is, unexpected obstacle, this living log and complicated cover which I lowered) o......

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...The woods have been gathering here for long generations, they have their own arboreal language, a nocturnal patois ground out by layers of ligneous skins. The language is arcane, it arrives fro......

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...PENTAPOLIS GAZA. From this small clearing he won’t move into the ligneous shades of dark, fixed stillness in his day’s aubade, all circled there by timber spars. ASHKELON At times a brigh......

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...Amongst this ligneous I don’t run around, keep still where all the timber spars surround, for if I move a little man falls down hate filled from stilts I brought him to the ground. Delusion was......

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...Saudade, assiduously dumping buckets of gelid-infused water overtop my vehemently flickering flame. Arrogantly reigning my banished feelings of joie de vi-vre. Undermining my drumming heart, sn......

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...Aesthetic melodies that carries the waves to dance The sweet voice of an opera singer flew by in the wind, As the sparkling sapphire sea cooperates the tunes to enhance Being forcefully driven to ......

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... i watch the sunrise unbuttoning the stuffed pouches of thunderclouds soaking imagination with dry-drunk dewdrops becoming bubbles blown through ringbarked jewelry worn by th......

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...Widened lips in an inert ligneous watercraft, fervent eyes gazing the moon, Her mane of aureate intriguing hair in a wintry night, the dark cranium of a dainty loon. Unblemished ivory gown gliste......

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...The Poem is dedicated to nine innocents who has lost their lives in Israli attak on their humanitarian aid. Docility, a living destitute of Anthropomorphism. Recency, appalling of desperation ......

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...There you stand for years to come Lines and ridges To the weather you succumb Scared and broken Limbs undone Some unable to reach the sun Once young and filled with a yearning Now your s......

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