Mantelpiece Poems - Poems about Mantelpiece

... Between the pulse of our heartbeat simply present head- heart linking dwelling in time with stretched blissful peace awareness became unblinking. Between heaven and earth......

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...The Clock on the mantelpiece Has a story to tell of love It is a memory left behind Like that of two turtle doves My mother was in middle school My father in her class They were friends from gr......

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... They come to her hungry - hopeful To be fed facile fantasy, a script he held Stowed in boyhood through decades Recessed where sweating shame dwelled Invisible while he achieved accolades ......

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...New mantelpiece, pinewood as heart's custom; A waning fire's bed, her girl loving thwarted— ...I've sparkled my fingers' approach to this hearth. I've kicked too long at its dousing birth. A......

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... Baby Jesus wrapped in soft tissue paper Mary and Joseph ......

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...COLOURFUL LAMENT I combed cool waters of your baby blue crystalline Jewel as you waded waterfall waves washing my stellar rainbow rays Arching it melted into the warm womb of transducing......

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...JUST A DREAM When I was young and still had dreams, I dreamt of fame and fortune. With all the recklessness of youth I had no doubts. I knew I knew I’d be a household name one ......

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...suburban slumbers mantelpiece menagerie dreams of wild places......

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...on the mantelpiece sits Hamish the Highland Cow, dreaming of mountains......

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...Curtains opened each fold two inches apart Waiting for the arrival Cushions neatly plumped Dust off the mantelpiece Fluff off the floor Cucumber Sandwiches on the table Tea in the Teapot Knoc......

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...The hourglass sat on the mantelpiece, Over a dead fireplace. Its sand had long settled In the lower globe of the glass. The miser and the fire were both dead, The wake follo......

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...Far Away Moments Face up. Flat and still. Crisp black and white images revive my memories, grayed somehow. Living. Smiles. Tears. Souls captured. Time cheated. Hearts held in my ha......

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...A gale sweeping seashore , Witness to the Sibyl's utterings Contains the sable unharmed With each passing jiffy . Chandelier is mirroring moonlight, Through the sable's surface serene The so......

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..."How can the dead be truly dead when they still live in the souls of those who are left behind?" —Carson McCullers, The Heart Is a Lonely Hunter Which moron invented the term j......

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...The celebrations soon will all be done, Christmas and New year's eve are put to bed, trees down, cards on the mantelpiece are gone, replaced by January blues instead. As the year's dying seconds ......

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