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Reabsorbed Poems - Poems about Reabsorbed


Premium Member Pepe's Coffee Lounge
... I was one of the cool set, navy blue duffle coat, scarf around my neck, seated at a table in Pepe's Coffee Lounge discussing Baudelaire and T.S. Eliot and the demise of the political elites......

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Categories: reabsorbed, nostalgia, social, sunset, time,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member The Last Supper
...Darkness has pressed up against our lattice windows. Classes start again in the morning. I’m being reabsorbed by college life. I’m a planner. I’ve been going over my syllabuses, repacking my bookbag,......

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Categories: reabsorbed, class, community, friendship, relationship,
Form: Free verse



Premium Member Never Ending
...I often wonder, how life actually starts Our earliest memories, like blips on a chart As if someone, flicked a faulty switch From flatline, to embryonic cosmic glitch It’s all conjecture, you d......

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Categories: reabsorbed, birth, deep, endurance, grave,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Green Communion
...Faithful relationships with Earth and me, of we within Earth's natural body of work and play, silence and voices, hunger and thirsty choices, Right Enlightenment connection often reflected T......

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Categories: reabsorbed, earth, environment, history, integrity,
Form: Political Verse
Where Loneliness Slept
...But with a fury, Sudden and harsh Her loneliness seeps back in; Reabsorbed through her cheek that rested so tentatively upon him Back through his chest where he had let her leave it It turns he......

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Categories: reabsorbed, goodbye, loneliness,
Form: I do not know?



Rock and Butterfly
...Why Are some rocks color and pattern of a butterfly? The answer will lie In endless nature of the sky The claw of three Holding an energy orb you see It is a structure of mesmerizing beauty ......

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Categories: reabsorbed, butterfly, fantasy, universe,
Form: Rhyme
Epitaph
...Where can I go to bury love? To the cemetery at dusk when the mist softens Further the already worn corners of granite markers? “Beloved Father and Friend” “Cherished Wife” Sister, Brother, Son, Daug......

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Categories: reabsorbed, funeral, love, me,
Form: Epitaph

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