Quarried Poems - Poems about Quarried

...I can not dwell on where I've been Or where ten years I'll be The roads are gone, the rivers dry Nameless faces I see For if the path led straight back home I wouldn't know the way The cobble......

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...In the lines of your quarried face are granite truths and pastel mysteries part time jester - full time thief of hearts doubting the existence of great gifts, tears in the fabric self worth. I......

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...Faster than a precipitous squall, ivy spreads and climbs the wall.  It's quarried a landlocked structure in Nepal. Through the cracks wails an ominous battlefield call. The preamble of turnacets tied......

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...From The Heart To The Cross The burden to carry on a journey slated, Weighs heavily on an outcome known fated. When faith is the belief in hope for deliverance Where humanity’s destiny h......

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...This morning I went for a country stroll Saw greenery of summer at its best But off road walking had taken its toll So the next stop was an Inn for a rest . Ploughman's I ordered wit......

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...Then, he knew why he must hew old memories from marble- emotions quarried from heart's slew- Oblique fight with his faith's garble Cut block unfolds Christ, enthroned on mother's lap- death ......

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...Beneath the graffiti littered by the years and the fatigue signed by a thousand cares Through the scratchings of so many tears that were summoned or caught you unawares Under the mottles by d......

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...She built a sailing ship from quarried limestone. Vacancy for about a thousand restless crows. Year after year "the necessity" steadily progressed. Twenty-four and SEVEN without yearn for prayer o......

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...This rusting chain is witness to an age When slate was quarried from these ancient cliffs And where one hundred quarrymen earned a wage. This harbour, filled with steamboats, schooners, skiffs, B......

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...For long we have sailed in the river of sadness When and how questions caressing the lips The nostrils sniffing the odor of violence Like a country in which average age is deceased We waited fo......

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..."Freedom's Lament" Oh sweet Freedom how quick you have gone from Groom to Widower. How saddened are those who succumbed and labored so freed we could all be after Freedom had so long toiled and q......

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...Atop old Penistone From bumpy stony track to peak the summit No ledges, drops from which to plummet A quarried mound that boasts sweet heather Loyal and strong despite the weather The clim......

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...Michelangelo’s David Extol the grace of mortal man fashioned by Buonarroti’s hands. What priceless handsome figure made, the youthful David, bold and brave. A statue of a human form, anat......

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...The day now split drifts off unpromised, the dream remains with me Our words as jewels now treasured pawn, their tickets burning free The nights by measure mornings fled, tho......

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...There is a body stronger than the flesh alone it is the body of your love, that temple built of desire's stone quarried from the chaos of your erotic emotions, shaped by destiny's moan, where neur......

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