Lowering Poems - Poems about Lowering

Sandlewood oils weirded the the room a curtain rubbed with the oils would be used during the concert to fill the room with the scents as the Bassoons of moring played with the Strings of Night. The Brass of evening glared as as the electric band grooved to make each sound bounce and move together. I heard one guy decribe the sound as six bassoons...

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Once there was a land where stanadrds were high and milk and honey flowed, As freely, and as efficiently as if they were water. Every year the locals took stock of how much they had improved on the Year before and raised the bar even further. Sure they had setbacks but they set the bar high, Only taking notice...

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I ordered my men to drop the anchor We are staying here tonight I’m docking my ship by your tears Will set back to sail when your smile stirs the waves to life again I see in you the adventures of the richest oceans, the very ones I long to sail the remainder of my life But it’s hard to...

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i am the patriarch in this garden of voices generatingratitude exposing truths lending my wings to decorate the splitting sky with our choices reflecting within unfolding with out mending the cry with the song unity sings liquidlight lacerations bleed out the illusion nothing to fear ancestralabaster answers amplify the vibrations teaching us to rely ...

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Like love ones come to view a parting ship Before the anchor lifts And its iron lips prow the salty waves We journeyed from our busy day and penny pay And the indifferent utterances to our cause We came tattlering and joking and tired Of the conditions simulating the bitter colonial We wiped the bread crumbs from our mouth Stood erect with eyes...

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