Raw Material Poems - Poems about Raw Material

...I was given a map with no land, a compass that spun to the music of sneers, a torch that devoured its own flame, and told: "Go win!"— in a whisper stitched with grins and stitched again with forg......

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...It is a raw material And it is part of the natural resources A creation It is a fertile land And it is part of the world A planet The commodities The sweetness of the tongue Taste like......

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...The holes of the lace curtain, Having closed the winter windows. Life shimmers like so coveted blueberries. So many pieces of obscurity. The tops of the trees are spinning in the wind, In a semi......

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...SHEEPSHAPE If not a ram then a sheep is a ewe White and woolly, docile it’s true One of many, as part of a herd Clustered together, as preferred Various strains are kept and bred Unless t......

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... We are not accidental like a spill, incidentals, we are Elementals of love, with a will and lifeblood. We are deliberate, destined, designed by a loving d......

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...The King is in the field, now is the time, Daily ask for His wisdom and creativity fine. A glimpse of the future, He will show, Out of life’s raw material, weave something to glow. Catch the wi......

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...The raw material of art is pain The grandest illusion of all is time Whether parchment, canvas, melody or stone Each breakthrough immortal —creation sublime (The New Room: March, 2023)......

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...Imagine a standard barrel of crude oil – 42 gallons. The barrel unit of measure dates back to 1859 When Pennsylvania oil wells were first drilled And the wooden ‘tierce’ wine cask Holding 42 gall......

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...And O Life safe art thou, nor yet secure, Those averse to danger can scarce shun it, It better be braved, let streets be unlit, No success walks in on its own for sure. A farming field art......

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...My verses smell reality when the truth of life calls me. My verses taste hope, which is my raw material... my verses unwittingly don't delight, it's because I did not have them wet wi......

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...My verses smell reality when the truth of life calls me .... My verses taste of hope, which is my raw material ... My verses occasionally do not enchant, it is because I haven't wet the......

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...Fears Chains (Haiku) First line 5 syllables Second line 7 syllables Third line 5 syllables (7 syllables) Caught within a snare The paralyzing peepshow Seduces you there (Making itself int......

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...We're senior delinquents modeling our lives after those times when they were so new and all the rules were irrelevant disruptions to everything we felt and experienced. Our passions weren't l......

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...(It was 1860 when the English poet Robert Browning stumbled upon an interesting artefact as he walked through the city of Florence. It was a file of documents from an old Italian criminal trial, ......

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..."If you desire healing, let yourself fall ill let yourself fall ill." - Jalaluddin Rumi ************************************************** The more sharp shovels strike, bruise ......

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