Loam Poems - Poems about Loam

...Have you read the note? It speaks of the doom of the liquid element. An inclement weather, grey, and with the fuss of a bleached lightning, Besieges the tick of the clock. Must have been a bland ......

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...O leave your home-bound narrow world, Take to the vast dome of the world. No use just sticking to your home, See, sun and moon roam in the world. As do old leaves, flowers and fruits, Turn n......

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...BLACKLAND PRAIRIE From Red River down to San Antone, The Blackland Prairie’s all but gone— Scoured clean by progress, tilled and torn, By “civilized” greed, excess born, A plundered la......

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...O kabab merchant, thy skewer! Fresh fish on the line! And, moreover, in a blur - Life, be unrefined! Tangled are the strands of Fate? Causality, roam! Make a meal of small, ye great? Lie dow......

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...Where is this? Are we on Mars? America – just count the stores, capitalist carnivores. That so-familiar movie score, the swish of passing cars. The city built on Brotherly Love (Wells Fargo, ......

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...Don’t mind their judgment or wilt for their say— Once mortals behold you, they'll all drift away. You won’t need these petals or roots to remain, You’ll be sung in sonnets, not whispered in vain.”......

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...Whisper of the Elements In the stillness of the twilight hour, A witch’s breath, a whispered power. Elements old, in circle bound, Their ancient secrets swirl around. Earth, the roots and bo......

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...[Verse 1] I grew my farm roots beneath your starry-eyed loam In soils of silence where dreams slip by, lost and unknown But you were the willowing wind pulling you far away Took to the s......

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... The trees remember what the axe forgets. The mirth of lovers romping on the loam. The light that filtered through in golden nets, and beasts that roamed for shelter in the gloam. A broken b......

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... Leaves labor in loam, roses endure the drouth’s weight, From the east, petals peel, in soft drift concatenate. Chariot’s beacon soars to the glint’s edge of tomorrow To know, to grow, to sow, to......

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...The garden grumbles with unruly weeds, petals sigh into broken loam, no footsteps find the gate.......

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...Wind flowing through the forest lair, Wind brushing her loam of hair, Us underneath the starry sky, Made me hope that the time won’t fly. We fall we rise, We see the lies, We see our dreams f......

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...Written on April 14th 2025 for Mystic Rose Rose prompt Finish my Poem contest Mystic Rose Roses’ two couplets “As she drinks nectar from a flower, sweetness from heaven falls like dew Ano......

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...traversing a feeling is like a drunk walk home not very appealing my words mix like loam stumbling through silence each thought’s a misstep I’m haunted by shadows by things left unsaid th......

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...We see but grey where once was green As bulldozers now scrape, Turning a joyful rural scene Into joyless landscape. The area was green-belt land With forest and pasture But as our numbers s......

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