Mori Poems - Poems about Mori

I saw them spinning in the field and felt a wonder at their dance. Astonished by their silent shield I paused, as in a trance. I watched and then began to move with each note of leap and song. As I was settling in my groove a darkly visage came along. Up to the center of the stones, I was drawn into a prance. I...

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In the finality of its embers Form burns like a kindling Freeing the beginning of all that is possible Freeing the memory — of tomorrow’s embrace (Dreamsleep: July, 2024) ...

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Memento Mori, whispers in the breeze, Embrace the moment, for life's a carnival, it seems....

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a smile upon a young girl’s face as she plucks a rose from a garden bed hair filled with Queen-Anne’s-lace a crown of daisy’s adorns her head no sooner plucked then left for dead though an honorable thief with heart as pure as gold these aren’t the flowers of O’Keeffe whose features won’t grow old, petals will droop, decay, mold to watch a flower wither is...

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time standing stlll arrested moments revealed in stimulations of the mind revealed lluminations of the past yesterdays becoming today tomorrow's postponed memory past pictures live again momento mori in hypereality as monuments to past existence from shadows of transience sentient touchstones in memorials of perception aesthetic sublimations of immersive spontaneity fascinating expectations in a visual genesis of suspended animation still distant now living again February 5, 2023 / 2022 Poetry Marathon Qualifiers' FINAL Placement...

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What good would it do, Son of Peleus, To pull that arrow from your heel? As you lie there helpless, Legs useless and folded beneath you. Your hand clenched around its fletchings Searching for the source Of sensations unfamiliar to you. Pain. Suffering. Mortality. How strange… You are only half god and half man, And all men must die, even you, ...

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END, Truth, Pain, Life The beauty in the death of life lies in the life of death. I sigh in my mortal flesh Of my mortal thoughts and ask Should I remind you of your true nature and your pursuit of final free freedom? Or your unilateral universe burdened with unending pursuits and endless marathons? I lost the battle in the East...

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Many years ago I've received a gift 'Tis a gift that beats any kind of tip It helped me in my lowest to give myself a lift 'Tis something that no one else can strip It can topple all the wealth from any kingdom It can also help a slave to have their freedom What am I pertaining to, one might...

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"Remember that you are going to die", Latin phrase which reminds us that death is certainty... Art prepares the human being for death imminent... Memento mori... ...

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Time sada chukay bilu Mori Gal vich eday kali dori Time sada chukay bilu Mori Shayer babu ay munda lahori Time sada chukay bilu Mori Baanh vich kara chapal peshori Time sada chukay bilu Mori Ay laga phiray chori chori Time sada chukay bilu Mori Khuda janda recce de story Time sada chukay bilu Mori. Note. Ham kis marz ki dava hain....

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MEMENTO MORI "Remember you're going to die", Latin phrase that reminds us that death is certainty... Art prepares human beings for death imminent... ...

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Living right, death of no concern Dying right —life begins again (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2018)...

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One day, someday, man will awake. He will find the time of his mistake. He will turn and cry at his defeat. On how he’s made this world so bleak. Yes, he will cry & try to make amends. Yet what’s done is done & tis the end....

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we are mere travelers through this plane who we are what we posses are sands through the hour glass memento mori we are already gone to God who waits at the end of time carpe diem live it love it...

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At the end of this past night's dream, I came around the corner and saw into the kitchen, where Wilum was doing the dishes. I stood a moment paralyzed, realizing he was a ghost, as he turned and smiled at me. I said, "Oh. You came." I strode forth and hugged him tightly, and woke...

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