Quis Poems - Poems about Quis

-What is a flower if it doesn’t catch your eye the first time you set eyes on it . Says the dreamer in him . -What is love if you don’t pursue it ? Asks the soldier in him . -If I say I love you , would it become the truth ? Asks the little man...

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I am ... I am the black shine of a dead stare I am the reticent pallor of the moon's caste and the bruise of gleaming porcelain I am the shattered mirror of truth I am the saturation of matter, dark ... ...

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Quis? Ego ~ on the anointing of Alexander Boris de Pfeffel Johnson So what if it was just a drunken dare Quis? Ego! Made at Eton long ago I dub thee Boris of the Golden Hair Servus, servum, servi, servo, servo So what if afterwards they went to town and ordered tiny sparrows stuffed inside six rare exotic birds and chased it down with...

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Quis ut Deus Heaven's own In slowest anger a flaming resolve kindled in the lowest pits Essence of light, hound of darkness Bringer of new life, harbinger of death Through life's dark caverns true traveller's ally For warmth, For safety True companion, Heaven's own Kindled with joy, For life to light For the path now clear Ye art blind nomore Burning bush's wonder Rain of fire and brimestone Pillar of fire that went before the children of Israel, chariots of fire...

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Hoist our flag high, our spirits taken, from the very foundation that was shaken. And all the colors we know and love, rain down upon us from above. No quarter for those bleeding to death, stitched up wounds and one final breath. The smell of charred remains this night, is unquestioned as our skin is white. The battle of blood and...

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