Pandora Poems - Poems about Pandora

Under the volcano over the moon Polar infinities birthing the doom Hearing the thunder minotaur’s freed Wandering inside us — killing the dream (The New Room: July, 2024) ...

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im playing cards with pandora and she’s bleeding her hand its so painfully obvious i see her grand plan, because calamities hit a set and she’s feeling alright but theres one card left im holding hope tonight and its hope which keeps me in this game, im bankroll backed no matter the pain that might come from losing it all im in too deep not prepared to...

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PANDORA Some may shrug and call it a fairytale But many then and now, believe it true The first human woman called Pandora Made as a beautiful evil with silver aura Created by Zeus as retribution was due For the gift of fire that had left its trail It was intended that few men could cope A curse on humanity was thus conceived And...

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everyone thinks yours is just another Eve story the first woman punished for desiring knowledge and for disobedience but people forget you were created by the gods as a gift of revenge for men, all beauty and mischief– no, not ‘and’ but ‘therefore’: it’s boring to be bait: after a minimal amount of...

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Long, long ago in a land far away, they lived a wise old woman who talked to the trees. She had a little crooked back and wobbly knees. She lived in a tiny tumbledown shack, and her name was Pandora Victoria Gleese, One day she was wandering through the creaky wood when she spied...

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There's been an awful lot of talk about that box. I have some doubt, I never saw you touch that lock. There's been an awful lot of talk. It does not help that you should walk, and leave me here to think about an awful lot of ugly talk. About that box, I have no doubt! Originally posted...

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Some rocks you don’t turn over some tales you never tell Some lights you never throw the switch —some broth you never chill (Dreamsleep: August, 2022)...

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The HIGH hope/ Financial FREEDOM There one meets oneself To offer everything You lost it, you lose yourself To bring it It runs and goes round It's silent and makes sound Wanna make full mama purse I am dying for it to get bless The wise say Freedom is not free the wise is me But financial freedom is Pandora's...

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On display, million dollar vessel in canal's sunk tide Tucked away, among mangrove mud clotted denial Puce pearl oily oyster tender is tenebrous, enduring Glorified twilit stygian tomb stratum, fruit forbidden Subtly shell punctured soluble beach, myriad shards Enigmatic still with wetness' enhance, violet invites Transferral from rigorous guard to transfixed vouyer Probing unknown, chin agitated by revelation's rush Patron wary...

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All the More Human, for Eve Pandora by Michael R. Burch a lullaby for the first human Clone God provide the soul, and let her sleep be natural as ours, unplagued by dreams of being someone else, lost in the deep wild swells of losing all that "human" means ... and do not let her come to doubt herself— that she is...

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Pandora you said... (Pandora you called me) and I wonder if you knew that of all things set loose Hope remained intact, in the box full of evil things....

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Pandora,a lass with 'all gifts' Let curiosity take her a step toofar, When mankind's evil flew from her jar- Only hope,inside,was to remain Released,it's relief,to ease pain....

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There's been an awful lot of talk about that box. I have some doubt, I never saw you touch that lock. There's been an awful lot talk. It doesn't help that you should walk, and leave me here to think about an awful lot of ugly talk. About that box, I have no doubt!...

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Pandora’s library is an eclectic group of gorgeous well-loved things Dragons, gargoyles, faeries, fantasy books that lead to diamond rings There is a whimsy and cherished feeling that cannot be denied, For within Pandora lives her inner child, with a smile wide Pandora is ageless, this coffee mug collector, who loves her books. Missives of romance and poetry. some collected...

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Pandora’s Box is opened by a carnival queen Her skin of berry and cinnamon enable her Propelling her forward in an insatiable way A daffodil orb appears within a magnolia tree’s sight There is a special feeling in the fragrant air Which reeks of persimmon and pumpkin A magical moment which goes unseen By those who do not believe in mystical...

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