Pyrite Poems - Poems about Pyrite

In a gold miner’s camp shiny pyrite Showing a metallic excellence Prettier than the real thing Oohs and ahhs are all around Pyrite shared happily Revealed at last Losing her lore Fakery Untrue Gold Lone Pyrite Angel’s rock Optimism Exuding with hope Has her own properties Miner’s camp comes back to life A gorgeous stone is this pyrite? Appreciated for herself now Compared to no other rock or metal...

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Pirates came and stole me away They thought I was valuable, real gold. I liked their ship, the swing and sway. Fooling pirates never gets boring or old. Captain came and gave a loud angry bray. You morons, this is pyrite, fools’ gold! They dumped me overboard that very day I became a happy locket for a pretty mermaid bold....

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A million battered steps. Smiles rimmed with fire and pyrite. Ninety proof clarity in the foothills of blissfulness. Clouded mountains topped with defeats. It's all in the script and the author is me. Nearing the finish, there it sits. The greatest wall- icy indifference. What lies on the other side of this life? That same pyrite and fiery sea. it's all in...

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Like nuggets of gold, Pyrite’s shiny mask glows bright; Plays humans for fools. ...

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Vinland Viking Gold made money flow ...

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what truth falls from these lips is gold, and the truth is that I am pyrite, and the lies are the aureate smiles that beam sunshine to start your day but in reality mark the end in glittering, golden twilight. a travesty of the honesty, $8 at the gift store, praying you think you see the sheen that befits a majesty, and forget that...

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80's oldsmobile wagon full of mormons traveling at five under the speed limit. a turtlenecked jesus behind the wheel draws magnetically all pyrite from the rural hills of zion utah. gold so much glorious gold and you can have it to. just turn your tv dial to the trinity broadcasting network, set some plastic fruit out on your coffee table as...

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It's all so wondrous, so effervescent and fleeting, the banner flown half mast, raised at half pride; the Ante made three times. Scorned; red tide. Hearts and diamonds- the effeminate: negotiate with diamonds to ensnare the heart; hark. the spade, the club. Shovel and blunt instrument, masculine and black as the night sky. Pens and swords waging war in perpetual bliss. Kings and queens, jacks and diminutive...

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Those silk sheets look faux behind blurred vision and golden lamps just somehow seem to fade, while chandelier like an ice incision, cut through to the truth that you had betrayed. All of the dreams my thoughts had envisioned, lay like victims of terrorist grenade, and no matter what bandage wraps these tears the cutting of your words still burns and sears. For...

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