Perimeters Poems - Poems about Perimeters

...Parental perimeters Rules upon rules Encage their helpless children Who have no other life guides Until the formative years are over Children are parental pawns Humans without power Creature......

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... define its perimeters, suffer by them ~ I don't know how to get out bewitched and momentarily carefree I felt the need to linger with the energy storms push you sideways angs......

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... Tethered to the omnibus, weathering storms ~ lean into it, hang on, become the wisp. As perception shapes and shifts, our eyes sting, blind spots get filled in; create echo fil......

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...When the sky is a sequestered sanctuary, and the clouds croon for sinking star-beams, listen to the euphoric hymns of silence, for seething storms throned beneath rainbow castles sha......

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... Two old men. That’s all; not much to look at. Their frail, broken shadows shrunk against the sunny morning Brightness slowly searching its way through gnarled branches Overhead, and crisscross......

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... I was born cradled inside your palm within the perimeters of a safe haven brought to life by loving silty fingers Rose is what I heard you call me staying true to my appellative name......

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..."The forest is a sanctuary where you can grow to be you," ... by the Poet. The passing of a torch, when Spring was announced, was noted in the melting quarter of winter memories, as a su......

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...Every day is a new adventure - A new iota, a new gnosis – Search not by the easy standard But see through the eyes of genesis. The more I learn, the more I love What man before me has......

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...We look more beautiful when we smile; Our lives are presented as perfect before the world. No pain,no worries, no debts,no regrets,no fears and no bad demons. With a smile,we console our broken he......

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...At our illuminating service, Whether at home or in the office, Many preferring to it handle, For worships reserving their candle… You lose old torch for new one find cash: The joy while in a ......

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...For precision of movement Taking aim on dead air Is like magic Eye, to hand, to target But this dead air Is stagnant No movement Due to it's presence I'm not hovering Waiting for my nex......

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...No romance today. The cemetery was deserted, at the far edge of the tiny village, shrouded in a fine sultry fog. Large black trees threw darkened shadows over the deserted grueso......

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...The house is boiled cabbage goose fat, gizzard stew, and beets. Windows steam and simmer, you can write your name on the glass winter or summer. If you can live among rutabaga or borscht; if ......

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... He moves quickly through the underbrush I follow close behind, pushing Briars cautiously with a hand prepared To let go hastily and a throat Holding onto a shudder in response To th......

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...To stand and stare, at the field in the hills, We watch in awe, from window sills, And stare and watch, with mesmerised eye, The clouds trailing shadows, as they float on by, To reveal an array......

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