Out Of Sight Poems - Poems about Out Of Sight

tell me a color I'll say something juicy to you I picked my favorite fruit by palate hues too bare feet shed more than dead skin exposed limbs transport knowledge The Nature of Things tangible and intangible unknotting wisdom happens in the course of incidents through touch and YouTube a scholar of humbleness and chance that suits me alright earth burns nose...

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Why did I still care about, some one who had passed away, Or still alives but has already out of my life. Let say there was always, Two sides of each coin. What everyone saw, might not be all. To me, passed away or staying alived, Was only a matter of what in my mind. The physical appearance of a person could...

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Thieves and black-heart murderers walk along and through the streets. Butterflies flutter with wasps and bees surviving from feed to feed. Stars hide out beyond the blue of sky and the penetrating warmth of the sun. Grass grows again after the electric sythe tops its flacid ones. Streams flow as they do to rivers carrying aquatic life. Leaves sway to...

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Whispers of autumn's approach, Apocalyspe ready to roll? Heaven had seen one struggle. Good and evil clashed, which found Lucifer & Staff cast to earth in shame. Why in his hometown did Jesus bind his own control? At Babel, mighty men plotted strength and had crashed. God upset their language; now we all play word games. Are whispers of...

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I lost a friend; Jason really loved his gin. One night while he was on a binge. He walked off into the deep end, now no one has ever seen Jason again. I lost a friend; his life was his duffle sack. One day he headed to Iraq. I didn’t know him when he came back, well I guess Billy’s mind slipped...

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I care I search, But it can't be found in the books, What I see but don’t understand, It can't be found in the sacred books. I care I search, I moved to the higher light, It hid somewhere in the hindermost, Somewhere veiled in time. I care I search, In the tranquil of the night,...

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Miles are traversed, The mind takes flight, It goes on a voyage, Places beyond sight, Away from its chamber. All of the sky, Where it’s gone across, Beats the imagination, It amazes the being, It pushes beyond obstacles. It’s a tussle, It’s a strenuous fight, When the thoughts go on a spree, When they go on a wild chase, The chamber is...

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four hundred million stars born each day ~ somewhere beyond our milky way give or take a billion or two ~ the same amount die every year too you can’t see what i’m trying to say ~ me neither they’re too far away By David Kavanagh 3x17...

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She was the slickest sleekest cheek-est, happiest black cat. Raised by a barn full of black cows and an ebony bat. Her destination of choice was always Halloween night. She sat in the pumpkin grove and stayed out of sight. We did not hear any meows or howls or growls from this cat. She was a persnickety feline with attitude...

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Our vision gives to us insight, from where We've been, where we are, and where we're going. Though its rapid review proceeds quickly, The present horizon can be slowing. Just as our day towards the end shows a sunset, There is confidence that again, it will rise. Leaving its...

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where in heaven does life go to ~ pondered the prophet of doom one day searching through his empty future ~ instead of looking the other way By David Kavanagh...

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Falling out of Sight David J Walker Every new day A new fate Every new sun a clean slate awaits every new moon a new phase has begun as the wait ends the gross weight a gross ton sends its arrows true and straight and bends light to its delight and whims as yesterday begins to pass and at last falls out of sight...

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Promises Made Out of Sight David J Walker The projection on the wall of Solid imagination The illumination of what might be tomorrow a day of sorrow a day of borrowed joy a day that employs furloughed friends on borrowed time I rise early in anticipation Believing the moon will set And the sun will rise As yesterday’s page turns Into tomorrow’s...

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A seldom seen man who wants to be remembered is soon forgotten....

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It was not right to inflict or incite The light of the blue bats on this pretty night. Quite a stretch to ignore the creature’s dire plight, Would they fight us for their guano? Some just might! Wound into a tight blue ball, they were imposingly tight, They illuminated the bell tower at a ridiculously precarious height. With a helpful...

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