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Mazes Poems - Poems about Mazes


Premium Member In the Company of Fishes
In depths of silence on the ocean’s bed, they sleep, While ships and boats noisily, above they creep, Under the waters, undisturbed, a school of Rainbows dazzles with colours of orange, blue and gold, And a shoal of Angels in regal flair unfolds. In the depths of the deep blue, where secrets and treasures reside, A striped Clown and a ...

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Categories: mazes, fish, ocean,
Form: Free verse
Mazes
You cannot know a person's strengths When he is very young. Which group with talents will he One day find himself among? The math or science whizzes Or the athletes on the field? The writers or artistic types With pen or brush to wield? You try a bit of this and that To see what rocks his boat, Remembering that your own choice May not...

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Categories: mazes, childhood,
Form: Rhyme



Mazes Or Graces
Every man's life , every man's truth , Every man's take on the road of life . with a trip like a blip which switches to zip . What truth distillates my heart .... in a daze in a maze can you gaze on what remains by graces sight for truths roots to take hold...

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Categories: mazes, spiritual,
Form: Free verse
Mazes
lately i tend to get lost within myself. my mind has become a maze, and i was never good at mazes. i would start from the end drawing through lines to get to the start because it was frustrating to start from the beginning. is that what i do? do i skip all the edges and skip all the challenges? i used to...

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Categories: mazes, anxiety, confusion, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Mazes
The sun closes in on itself imploding. Storm clouds clots like cream. The sky tinged a rancid yellow of dream raises tornadoes like totems scolding. A wet haze weeps through the pine trees furthering the sky’s somber malaise. Life, a missing actor on the stage, the rare and ripest red of blood, ceases. Yet, the bole of trees carved, coalesces to form the winged...

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Categories: mazes, introspection, life, loss, nature,
Form: Rhyme




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