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Pore Poems - Poems about Pore


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Each pore’s a door, so keep no score Soul’s enabled in timeless time Grace in-pours, heart seeks an encore Each pore’s a door, so keep no score Bliss pulsates at our very core Heightened rapture, oh so sublime Each pore’s a door, so keep no score Soul’s enabled in timeless time 22-August-2022 HMS, Rhymezone, PS Grammar Triolet - Old or New Poetry Contest...

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Categories: pore, joy, spiritual,
Form: Triolet
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Each pore a door, so spake folk lore God’s abode is within Pure of heart feel blessings in-pour Bliss bubbling on our skin There’s nothing to apprise Each breath offers surprise As love pulse thus does rise Why ask for more Each pore a door 17-March-2022 Quietus ...

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Categories: pore, blessing, god, joy,
Form: Rhyme



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Each pore a door, embracing joy Pulsating inside out Burning, endearing love ahoy In rapture, we so shout We feel it in our bones Magnetism, our form hones Peaked bliss, soul alone owns Feel bliss in-pour Each pore a door 05-December-2021 Quietus ...

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Categories: pore, joy, spiritual,
Form: Rhyme
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Each pore a door, so be aware Of each divine impulse Silence, sidestepping ego snare Manifests bliss at once With God, to become one No doing need be done Enjoy life and have fun Let grace in-pour Each pore a door 28-November-2021 Quietus ...

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Categories: pore, spiritual,
Form: Rhyme
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Each pore a door, of bliss delight Radiance within shines Joy from which we never alight Doing what God assigns Cease thought flow; vaporise Feel bliss magnetism rise Behold offered surprise Why keep a score Each pore a door 19-October-2021 Quietus ...

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Categories: pore, joy, spiritual,
Form: Rhyme



Pore
I poured emotions in cauldron and lit fire and laughed waited and laughed to see the outcome I over the head pored pored pored I got bored and chucked the pore. Are you sore?...

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Categories: pore, inspirational, introspection, life
Form: Free verse
Every Open Pore
The roof is a jig-saw of iron veins scarred with dead-smoke. The occasional un-cracked face of glass peers down, remembering steam. Each second is full, bubbling with noise to spare newspapers crackle, feet tic along cement. Machinery breathes as we push from the platform. Not far enough from the panic, fields lay placid fierce colors reach for...

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Categories: pore, imagination, life, on writing
Form: I do not know?

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