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Moving Finger Writes Poems - Poems about Moving Finger Writes


You Did It, Now Undid It
...The moving finger writes and having writ moves on. And that's the bitter core of it. So did you scheme to mold we are so base, like you're disgusted in the human race? And was it the mirror t......

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Categories: moving finger writes, death, innocence, love, lust,
Form: Heroic Couplet
Deep Poetry and Reality
...Deep poetry has its own reality Instrumental in setting the mind free From the confinement of this mundane world Transporting us to wondrous realms untold It is manifested in Blake's p......

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Categories: moving finger writes, bird, deep, flower, imagination,
Form: Quatrain



Premium Member Time Does Not Stand Still
...Time Does Not Stand Still Yesterday is remembered And tomorrow we have not seen Uncertainty and memories Surround us in today. The cycle never changes And time does not stand still......

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Categories: moving finger writes, time, writing,
Form: Free verse
Wish
...I wish I could have seen Theodore Roosevelt Eugene Debs, Calvin Coolidge speak their minds I wish I could travel back in time to see Daniel Webster, meet Lewis and Clark I wish time w......

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Categories: moving finger writes, memory, time, time, travel,
Form: Dramatic Monologue
Wish
...I wish I could have seen and heard Theodore Roosevelt , Eugene Debs and Calvin Coolidge speak their minds I wish I could travel back in time to see Daniel Webster, meet Lewis an......

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Categories: moving finger writes, fantasy, imagination, science fiction,
Form: Blank verse



With Apologies To Omar Khayyam
..."The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ, Moves on; nor all your Piety nor wit shall lure it back to cancel half a line, nor all your tears wash out a word of it." From the Rubaiyat of Omer Kha......

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Categories: moving finger writes, life, philosophy,
Form: Rhyme
Let Us Move Foward
...Seems like our only alternative is dreams Perhaps the moon is our only friend At times we tire of the life we are leading but the dance continues Alone, unhappy we move down ......

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Categories: moving finger writes, angst
Form: Blank verse

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