Overgrowth Poems - Poems about Overgrowth

...Obscenity in action, with trusted land managment out of Action..The la la la landers.' With blisterless hands.' Set Overgrowth conditions.' It could not be worse if planned.' After bushfires have ......

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...Observe the rise of the virulent greens' attention demanding; with outbursts obscene' the desire to relegate All humanity' a great lust to destroy; time proven means, in A mad push to the bottom f......

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...Time hands seconds past the minute, winter melts the sands, sprung barter the seeds to take root, petals leave for lands. Abandoned juice bathes the barren, weather soaks wet dreams, towering......

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...Why art Why do some lines Some colors Or some lyrics Make us feel so alive I always believed That artists held some unique vision They saw the world But thought of themselves Thought of ......

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... "There was a Great Silence" There was a great silence in that place, a kind of peace, you sensed them, the unseen removed, all around you, yet, all the cacophony in t......

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...At the edge of the old cemetery, I found an unkept grave. It was though the person interned there, Had a soul no one could save. Her tombstone contained two dates That showed the term of her......

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...That one lost their tongue somewhere along the way long ago, the sound, doesn’t come out the same anymore, so they roll it up like a carpet containing a nakedly dead body of blunt words li......

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...It's styles of a nameless brand pristine day an exclusive star-sheathed shadow after overwhelming luminous glare fainted a somewhat true-to-life footpath in a back of structured quai......

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...For years now, they have survived, Through deceitful imitations. Maneuvering within a landscape they Support, with few limitations. Yet recently, this crazy fox, seems to be Runnin......

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...Momma lies in the old, old cemetery -- [A space] and then her third grandchild Stillborn after long, disappointing labor. Now largely neglected, I go when I can Seldom seeing a living......

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...In a quaint lovely little garden Tended to by only a few keepers Was a quiet cozy little corner Perfect for nappy dreamy sleepers There exists a fountain That has long since stopped it’s flow ......

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...catatonic overgrowth crept back in ~ the prince seen her hirsute chin By David Kavanagh......

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...Overwhelming, onset of October   Ogling old owls   Overjoyed with orange overgrowth   Overtakes obsidian opulence.                               ......

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...steamy jungle dense undergrowth viny overgrowth thickets abound -- monkeys chatter foretelling doom snakes hissing eerie sirens -- bamboo sticks in the ground spiked with poison ......

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...If you hold the key The chamber of my heart May be what you seek But warn you I should It is not what you expect But you will see You will see A thick door covered in locks One key could un......

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