Loom Poems - Poems about Loom

The Loom of Life By Franklin Price 01/23/2022 I can feel your presence near me As I move from room to room Further threads of life I'm weaving On our still shared marriage loom It's a lonely place without you Though I see you all around From the pictures hanging on the walls To the plants within the ground From the china in the cabinet To the...

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blossom’s fragrance swells bees swirl harvest for winter - fruit tree bark applauds 10th November 2020...

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Butterflies do flutter by and leaves fly on the wind eagles soar on angels wings and worms burrow in rain falls like tears of the sun and fire burns in a rage birds should be free to soar the wind and never put in a cage the monkeys swing from tree to tree trees whistle in the wind and clap their mighty hands creak and moan...

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Priscilla’s News The Word Threads every dawn Dyed in blue And Purples hues And walks in time With the meter of a shuttle A steady Pulsing rhythm The beat of warp and woof Rising-falling Falling – rising Weaving seasons through the soul Into new patterns Of hope Foretold – Life born from an empty tomb And ancient promise Raised up in flesh Called from the grip of a cerecloth Shouting in triumph Over mortality...

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a pillar of strength i am not an emptiness consumes me like these trees in their starkness in this harsh winter breath my thoughts stifled by the winds that sweep past the pools of tears that lie frozen like beads of glass in the depths of somber eyes my lips sipping coffee trying to regain warmth from the kiss of death's lips and this bitter air...

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WORLD FAMOUS HE WANTED OUT OF THE CONTRACTILE PAPERS THAT LIMITED HIS PRESENT EXISTENCE. HE COACHED BEYOND WELL. HE TURNED AMATEURS INTO NEAR CLOSE PRO'S: BUT THEY REFUSED TO SHINE THEY REFUSED TO BE OUTSPOKEN, THEY REFUSED TO ADD THE COHESION THEY NEEDED TO BE BEST AMONGST THEMSELVES: AND BEST IN THE WORLD THEY WORKED IN. INSIGHT OF FAILURE HE RECOGNIZED HIS...

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Love for Food Does Loom Our love for food always does loom; For another meal we will make room, And eat until gone, To dusk from dawn; Sweep away all crumbs using broom. Jim Horn...

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Transform me... weave me slowly into the silky essence of ecstasy ~ spellbinding are your stirring threads of silver and gold - rich is your tapestry of tender tendrils -- and sacred is the union of our tantra breaths Susan Ashley July 6, 2018 *Tantra; Sanskrit: literally “loom, weave, system” - Wikipedia. Tantra represents weaving strands into a unified whole; leaving this piece open to different interpretations of...

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The Loom of Breksta Quivering tongues writhe and race Whispers fortell her cool embrace Her touch so soft a gentle breeze A pleasing caress to russel the leaves The land reborn before my eyes Filled with dark and foreign skies An offer come to set me free My heart to pound, my mind to flee Claim the beauty of this night Beneath her silver enchanted...

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Weaving Our Robes From An Old, Broken Loom In this cold world, naked and helpless born With coming sorrow expressed in first cries, Soon fed false dreams and other useful lies, Ever seeking more to oneself adorn. In falling flight as a broken wing hawk, Our sad dead bodies, not yet drawn in chalk Are we mere pawns in this ancient world's...

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loom tensioned for work webster's pattern emerges music warping time...

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Gems Grandmother Gifts From Her Golden Word-Loom Gems grandmother gifts from her golden word-loom Hold those fast horses and keep clean your own room If you work, be sure to fill your hungry tanks If you are grateful, you have just me to thank I wash your dirty laundry and cook your meals Sell our extra eggs just to pay the...

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Land Is A Loom I sailed the fiord like inlets between Powell River and Drury Inlet. The land itself spoke from mountains, torents, islet From bird song and bear splashing fishers From rutting moose and cougars sharp incisors. The place has a scale that needs no advisers But in our bodies felt, sensed in our story talking. The Chinese spoke of...

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Hope for richly resonant peaceful warmth wraps perfectly and mutually redeeming moments correlatively weaving absorbent straining ropes woofing full wefted tapestry through subtly suggestive tipping points predicting dissonantly ruddered resolutions, transitioning shuttering events, prophesying regenerate Tree of Life RootSystems Crowning eco-nomially balanced appositional branches reaching up toward radiant light's Source stretching out for full-round octave sounds and sense of redolent minds and chimes, healthy harmonizing nutrients...

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Poems Like to Loom So should I be pleased with the presumption You could call this conspicuous consumption How long would you have to rattle a sabre After learning wife had just gone into labor. I finally have forgotten all the furious fuss When they discovered I was ambidextrous And if I now had a fair amount of vigilance Maybe might severely affect...

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