Precincts Poems - Poems about Precincts

... Motherly Love and Frowns Treading down the memory lane streams to my mind memories from far yet near, some sweet, some sour, memories preciously shelved in the prec......

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... Early morning and the gantry cranes at Webb Dock look like long necked dinosaurs lining up to drink from the river - and the sky is aglow as it might have been when tinged by the first hint ......

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... The exigent mountain in the tough terrain of upheaved life, crumbling, needs to be climbed as the solemn summit alluringly calls. I follow the undefined trail in surging ......

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... An idea was imprisoned in such a bind It bounced about within the precincts of the mind What did it mean I heard you say I didn’t know about it right away For it was not alone in there An......

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... As my unrestrained life in the turbulent times crumbles in the crushing clutch of stifling suffering, my heart bleeds in inflicted pangs of vulnerability, the arms of hope remains remote for......

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...I thought and thought. In all the world Three things touched me, my heart captured: Sugarcane derivates, What poet’s pen creates, And lithe limbs of a lass That stir, in breeze as grass. ______......

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...Who has bewitched thee, thou noble ones? Chosen to be the head of thy race, to fulfill thy creator’s will, through siring, supporting, and securing a clan. Prophet, priest, prince, and patriarc......

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... There is a sadness at the sight of this wreck of a boat, beached on a brick pad, paralyzed and deprived of riding the tides or being swung on a mooring line by waves and wind. It sits as a......

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... In the secluded seashore of an isolated island, I build the castle of desire with sands of dream, protect the fragile precincts with fervent care from the beleaguering waves breaking on them.......

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... In the tawny twilight hours at the edge of the void life, perched on the sea shore of foaming contention, with the coffee cup full of fulfillment in hand I see the dusky desires reach the drow......

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...I was a daydreamer and stargazer, who eagerly awaited calm nights of glitter, Like blue skies warily turning pink, plum and red, as orange sun sinks, bitter. I grew familiar with diverse constell......

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...Written: October 07, 2023  Musings on Faith Contest Sponsored by: Unseeking Seeker Faith is taking the first step even when you don't see the whole staircase. Marti......

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...Gott, oh mächtig, Trump iz on the warpath again! Glad for birth write to express views aware cunning linguists will apply figurative screws in an effort at blatant mud slinging ruse exercis......

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...In the secluded seashore of isolation islands, people build desire castles with dream sands, protect the fragile precincts with fervent care from the beleaguering waves breaking on them. The s......

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...Grand Citations of The Still Sober In Neared Radios of Fresh October And one had in mind a Graham Greene But - Lo! - Some Newly Discovered Being: “Greene had a bit got sensational, His rejectio......

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