Profusions Poems - Poems about Profusions

...Like snowflakes, no two stars are alike, despite their myriad declension, to minuscule pin-pricks in sky above. Unlike the sameness of sand-grains scattered willy-nilly on a beach, that no one ......

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...Like a gecko, that one changes their colours speaks in tongues long then short blue climbing up and down walls clicking translating the draconians’ poetic profusions all are night creatures in th......

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... It's time for a serious poem So I can truly show 'em That I've mastered metaphor simile, prosaic petit fours ... I'll pull out all the stops rhyme and meter, extra hops ......

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...chronology arrow stream meandering within sizeableness transient idiomata& tick squire how many panjandrum? mushroome......

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... "We don't see things as they are, we see them as we are." Anaïs Nin “Man Eating Flower” Voluptuo......

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...The demise of tears and fears fraternizes no frown From my heart honed to handle an emphatic event That stresses the face and pace of concerns in my town. Tame any dame who claims to blame Bloom......

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...Freedom foremost, and the will to fight to keep and protect our natural rights. Nightclubs, jello shots, disco balls mechanical bulls, beers cold and tall! Baseball, football, and basketball game......

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...Chronicles of a long Distant Race I arrive amidst all the chatter and confusion that seems to haunt all pre-race activities, friend greeting friend, club member greets fellow member, New shoes......

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...Exiting highway 101 again.... Past Pacific Heights, to the Marina districts boulavard Circling back towards the Palace of Fine Arts An escape, after leaving the Tenderloins gentrificational neighb......

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...Like a blossoming flower I yield to the sun; While listening to the rays of Light fill each pore. Never asking why, Never asking when, Never asking wherefore Go I? With bounteous profusions o......

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...The Universe is contained Not in a unlimited vast space But in the street in front of my yard My universe is magnificent Blackholes in stomachs and cyclones of tortillas with mantiquilla......

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