Plunged Poems - Poems about Plunged

My bf works in Geneva, Switzerland. I go to school in New Haven. We Facetime a lot - but it’s not ideal. “I wanted to tell you, that it’s been nice.” I told him somberly. “What do you mean?” He asked after a moment. “Well,” I began, “You know how I like to go down to the...

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as the hen settled down on her eggs and the burro brayed his last bray the moon slowly rose in the sky fulsome and round to the eye sated calves nuzzled up against udders while fillies snuggled into their mothers lambs curled up beside sheep the world had plunged into sleep yet denizens of the...

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NOT ANYMORE Growing up was bitter-sweet Strong and confident at first Insecure in the middle Shy and naïve; close to his prime Afraid, naïve, and broken- to be expected And the assertion goes on, To him Being broken and healed…. Yet it was hidden there In the heart, mind, and all other magically crafted stores within And then he plunged and broke free, soaring, Now he was Grasping...

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I'll drink this dark chalice of bitter wine And let my blood spill on the chosen ground The blade he holds shall be a slayer of mine To save you from the treachery I found 3/23/19 contest Writing Challenge 5, Four Lines sponsor Dear Heart...

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Fear Not, My Daggers Are Plunged And Never Thrown When days are burnt offerings and nights jagged blades I loose me those restraints, set words into parades. Not a tender child, I have seen fire-burnt hearts held a dying loved one, when her kind soul departs. Yes, in ancient days, red-bloom fell off this dark rose now when world fights me,...

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Lunged and Plunged Sin of much temptation again luridly lunged; Be careful or deep in debt will have plunged; Errors made, In stock trade; Records of my stupidity then were expunged. Jim Horn Can you imagine if all stocks that espoused sin were in their own stock marker so we would not be tempted by them....

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How was I to tame this raging blaze? This thunderous roar, This crippling lunacy, This phase. Just Like a thief, The stolen cloak secretly I wore. Thirsty, delirious, crushing, Wanting so much more! Unquenched, maddening desire, Longing for her sweet caress, I watched her, willingly undress I plunged into her Fire! I drank, for months my thirst to sate,...

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The sun plunged In the space of silence, The summer has been extended In a slow wandering ... The orb has been drunk, Gradually, by fringes. > We did not hear anything, From the fall of the angel ... The horizon has folded its wings around Confusing the distants ... Evening invades what remains of the day In a jiffy. Water reflections exchanges The colors overrated, With the sky...

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Seizing the fire after hidden sorrow predicted the synchronized slaughter of the river, bodies were being ditched secretly. The sparkle of waves was murderous. Blue wings of tall dangers dodged between war and hatred. The golden face of a child was smeared with blood. You carry a moth to be burned on a flame. The black rose hangs in balance, against the red cross....

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