Lost Personification Poems

Tornado is an enraged volatile angry woman
Joplin never saw her coming; until she was upon them
Her path was a mile wide and twenty miles long
Was...

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The Now Continuum

In the quiet pulse of the present's breath,
Lies the secret, the power that outlasts death.
Not in the past, where shadows cling tight,
Nor in...

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The Lion roars from the highest peak it may reach
His voice covers the savanna
And all will hear His call
He calls out to the lost
To the...

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Violently thrashing and jerking and pulling
It implores me to act
Desperate to stay alive in it's final hour
Reminding me of our pact

It pleads, it begs, It...

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When iridescent light collided with dark matter you were conceived. (Again)
In places of decadence beyond my perception, we interweave.(Event)
Saturated with strands of fiber from the...

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I wake up each morning, hiding my pain,
Smiling so no one will see it again.
Life is a battle I fight on my own,
But deep in...

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I learned to love myself, alone,
In quiet nights, in whispered tones.
Before I searched for love outside,
I healed the wounds I couldn't hide.

I felt the sting...

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                      I am...
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The very first time I saw you, you became a part of me. It was a priceless moment that I will never forget. A little...

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O October.
How I love the sound of your name,
But not the presence
Of your hurricanes.

O October.
September gave us Helene.
And she was such a beast.
Just 13 days...

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"Evolution of My Life“Evolution of My Life”

In Upstate New York's rustic veil,
A warrior's story slowly starts to sail,
A tale of scars that won't subside,
Of PTSD's...

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“minus identity .  . who am I?” - Unseeking Seeker

I am a boat not anchored to the shore.
The waves keep crashing me. They’re coming...

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Hello, I am a purple sock who has lost my mate recently,
we were beloved by our owner and she is real devastated !
She liked...

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Sheila asked him
“Do you have the time?”
Ben answered “It’s five after two.” She responded “That is a perfectly good answer, but that is not the...

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Sunlight's touch only by its flaming torchlight through majesty
Cornflower blue sky, drawn steadfastly upon my face, amid scarlet marigolds, 
Orange and pink dahlias, snapdragons, and...

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