Parries Poems - Poems about Parries

... Long Thin Blade of Weariness... gloom of daze parries the long thin blade of weariness metaphors adjust frequency matched patterns of interwoven connectivity through mirrored meaning... samenes......

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...In the City of Light, a new flame ignites Olympic fire burns, burning bright nights Paris springs to life, life in full swing As champions spring forth, forth they spring The Seine flows with d......

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...In the vast realm of this wretched misery There lives a prowess, with an ardent melody; She emanates the beacon of her loving light She is my bastion, in times of blight; Her adoring caresses par......

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...The Pugilist The push for purse or punishment to take the heavy iron what brands the foot or binds the hand? another step in time agreed the lengths to self-defence endure the cunning......

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...thunder roars all around us rain has pillaged the Earth in petrichor trees bend in the wind and retrieve their stature only to succumb to yet another burst two pluviophile's sitting on the balc......

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...Gently probing her vulnerabilities seeking only the slightest advantage He parries her feints most delicately awaiting an opening to do some damage... When she, shockingly, rev......

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...As I sit Precariously Listening to my Canary Life is weary this January Embattled by the long and scary Year of Covid when wary times tarry Too long for us to know little mercy and carries Us t......

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...The old decrepit cemetery sits abandoned in the courtyard Whistling tumbleweeds roll, moaning and groaning out of perimeter Its an eternal hell hole for jackals, sorcerers, witches and......

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...The purge started with honest appraisal. A deep peer within to unlock the knots tying 'never too open' lockets shut. There were regrets, fall-shorts, damning selfies all to be opened with......

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...Have you ever been to the Arctic and heard the "Tickling of the Ivories"? That is the time when the Monodons joust each other with their singular parries. They have one thing in common... A si......

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...Know that whenever he holds you My arms are wrapped around you too. When he gives you a passionate kiss My lips will also give you bliss. As he thrust and parries in the night, My loving will ......

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...Evening mimics the streetchildren thrusting out and down with fright. Predators heave along the bend solid as a rock, bodies streaming brawn and muscle, how cruel! Their red eyes shoot like ar......

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...His legs tremble, Standing: over the-mound of dust, He does not see the past left behind And strives to extinguish the brightly burning star Forgetting, that nearby A blue island floats in tears. An......

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