Moored Poems - Poems about Moored

... Dust taints scent of rain the wind wrenches gate ajar lightning splits the clouds— grime streaks down marble headstones, as silver names bleed deep red bouquets torn and flung petals smashe......

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... once vague metaphor now pin pricks with emoji, with door left ajar~ a notice slips in unnamed, with ash on breath, match unlit. fangs lurk in the mouth, breath pockets the broken glass, tu......

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... Written: July 26, 2025, for contest Sponsored by: Edward Ibeh *********** When anger swirls and trust cheats, When hearts rupture and hope is heavy. Our brave backs figh......

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... summer season by the lake-water warm black flies swarm, in boat’s wake floating dock moored to a stake mallard ducks follow the drake ......

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... Cart before horse Drink the horse to water Spill the bean to go-betweens Hold hands to stay the course Bygones never happened on, by here Slay the messenger! Doggone they're here! Dilemmas ar......

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... I will be at the cafe across from the pier with a coffee and a buttery croissant. I have kept a place for you, a sunlit table and prepared a view with small boats moored in a mirrored c......

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...Brackish lichen forms a raft upon the pond, a low haze floats like a moored airship. Small frogs chirrup sotto-voce as if they were dreaming sparrows. Water birds dabble in their sleep. Soon ......

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...The watched pot never boils. The watched clock slows. The stalked knows, to watch the suddenly still ones, that lie moored with anchor bestowed, just out of reach, wanting, staring, blinking, ......

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...His canvas boots still tell of the mountain, yet Old Man River has changed, grown or dwindled - hard to say. Maybe the ragged winged carrion birds have spirited him away? The newly painted riv......

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... Listen……hear the distant hum of early morning traffic on Westgate Bridge, a chorus of birdsong and that eastbound aeroplane flying high overhead en route to Wellington or Christchurch.......

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... steeped in an ocean of time slow motion’s recurrence reverberated concentric circles rippled the tide moored its anchor in illusions of safety yet the harbour was far away a mere tug at a......

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...If fate opposed is useless, what great need is there to challenge dark despair's great power when spirit dies, and soul, mind, body bleed, as hope wilts like a melancholic flower? Whe......

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...I swallowed the Little Book of Calm to become a soothsayer, a seeker, a crier, a prophet for peace and solemnity. For only then could I calm and relieve my troubled black book soul torn by regre......

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...Summer’s gone, though still keeps going Dried are the rains of May Weatherbeaten dinghies bobbing In the shallows of the bay Moored forever to the pier Tinkle their rusty chains Seagulls cryin......

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... Written: May 18, 2024, For Unseeking Seeker Contest ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Languid breath dwindles, scrounging panacea air quiddity remorse core conve......

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