Paler Poems - Poems about Paler

...The hush before the dawn is thin and gold, A breath held tight beneath the sky’s soft yawn. Somewhere, a blackbird sings to break the cold, And I, for once, do not feel quite as gone. The frost......

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... Oh, my gosh, I’m freaking and feel such dread. What the hay is this nonsense on my head? I can’t go to work, can't enter the office! I will be seen, visible to peers and bosses, be the fool who......

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...Underneath unfathomable depths, choked by decaying thistle, Where briny seas mix with putrid sentiment, Creating cloudy waters of macabre melancholy, Stand rusted arches, encompassing a thic......

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...I thought to order Nature, yet it rained that picnic day: apparently her sun, did not listen, had she even bothered to ask, my wonder? I thought to order Nature -- in retrospect, a Saturday blu......

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... “Nightingale and Roses” the heart burst open like a canary cracks open its cage with a song listening to the nightingale with roses flying like a throatful soul escapi......

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... POTD~ In the misery of a paler grey nightfall she blinks like citrine glazed along walls, Ivy of Boston flaunts her shimmer without guilt as palette of amber claims her lustrous glides slit......

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... The Caspian coast. The country is far away, We are left behind, sent on vacation by God. The sea greeted us with open arms, Let’s swim, take a long stroke. Come on, let's go with the current! ......

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...Jessamyn's Song (circa age 14-16) by Michael R. Burch 16 There are meadows heathered with thoughts of you, where the honeysuckle winds in fragrant, tangled vines down to the water's edge. ......

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...NOW SEEN Descriptive words can tell all A soul defined by its shape Discretion is most valued Yet identity prevails Designed by both hand and mind Something important to say Perhaps in a p......

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...I followed the path because I recognised it as the path that followed me sunlight made the pebbles paler as I made them darker like a shadow I rounded a bend in the path as the path rounded t......

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... that you can’t my Brian itches sometimes I’m youR Dr You were dead But now your alive alive Lightning gasp my shadow on the laboratory wall It never got a name Monster eternal internal s......

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...The beautiful imprints My younger mind hints Has several colours Darker and paler Too bright to forget Too deep to reset Home is where heart is, they say; Or is it that The heart is alwa......

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...What is a black man supposed to be? How is a black man supposed to act? When is a black man supposed to talk? Why are all the answers hidden? “A black man is supposed to be-“ A sentence being ......

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...What The Roses Don’t Say by Michael R. Burch Oblivious to love, the roses bloom and never touch ... They gather calm and still to watch the busy insects swarm their leaves ... They sway, bem......

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... Trompe L'oeil I use to be so sure of my colors But now my vision is jaded Perhaps it is obscured from the THOUSANDS of tears I've shed I taught you the primary colors, RED, YELLOW, and BL......

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