Motorways Poems - Poems about Motorways

...The Earth opens her mouth, but only smoke escapes. No words—just the long exhale of something dying too slowly. She once spoke in green— a dialect of leaf and wing, of rivers fluent in direct......

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...I lived so many years in a stupor being capable of turning crystals green Now I’m sober it’s different and naturally alters my state of mind Experiencing a wider range of feelings than I felt befor......

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...The therapy Once I drove from the south to the North of Portugal with a sojourn into Spain, long enough to see how different the two countries are made me anti-unipolar. I was driving around be......

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...Calling Captain Hindsight, where the heck are you? The table booked for one-fifteen and now it’s ten-past-two, The waiting staff are anxious, they want me to move on, Their patience was exhausted ......

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...How far is far? To travel on horse and cart from Algarve To Lisbon took days, but there were Inns For a traveller to rest and stable the horses. Not that many trekked from Algarve seen as a ......

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...Hello. You may not know who I am. You may not even care. I don’t blame you - another mind to understand. I don’t know who I am and I am there. A million faces we see in this life, some we fi......

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...A flurry grays the April air as clouds of speckles swirl and mate, euphoric, blazing, unaware of windshields on the interstate hurtling through their fevered storm. These whirlwind-wings purs......

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...We must haste They are so happy, the parents, grandmother’s uncle and aunts showing on Facebook the addition to the family. Do they not for a minute think what the child´s future will be? The......

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...MODERN SONNETS I I prefer the original definition of the sonnet as a “little song” of indeterminate form and length. These modern sonnets vary from more-or-less traditional to free verse. Mak......

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...BRIGHTNESS Poets, be assured, I don't desire all the sun, a crack is enough ... WARMTH If the bed feels empty without yo......

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...Sonnets XXV-XXXII Archaischer Torso Apollos (“Archaic Torso of Apollo”) by Rainer Maria Rilke loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch We cannot know the beheaded god nor his eye......

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... We all know 'America' is classed as the land of the free But any country can only be so, if it includes you and thee Just like life is, irrespective of your circumstances, they be For no......

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...Well I originate from way up here you see these water drops called rain but when temperatures fall I do appear for I'm ice, most folks call me a winter pain You see I freeze into all shapes no......

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...Coming Home - Journeys Of Broken Dreams Strange journeys, Of broken dreams, woodland paths, And mountain streams. Long long walks between destinations. Motorways and country lanes, Railw......

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...A jellyfish danced, through canals of Venice, To look in awe, at a superior menace, That thought that it could take over a planet, Each land it conquered, small groups inhabit. And now, it seem......

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