Recapture Poems - Poems about Recapture

...Coming back to recapture and constitute whys, To understand our train of thought, the path we seek with our eyes, The external influence that suggests and surrounds, Take it all away and what have......

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..."The essence of art is to recapture the fantasy and the imagination of a child again, but without the innocence of a child." ~Romare Bearden she had been reaching for all the w......

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...Take me to the mountain of hope Where I can find a place to replenish my soul Take me to the mountain near the sea where I can spend quiet time with thee I want to breathe fresh air again and ......

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...Bloodlet me, my precious You can make this my willing sacrifice To cure me of impurity, of sickness. Cut gashes into my face. Discard chunks of my body. These cliffs into my mind, Scars of unhe......

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...The End is How it Ends The end is how it ends and if it doesn’t we haven’t gotten there yet As I sit here and the window open and the church bells toll It’s a reminder that your spirit is l......

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...ALUTA CONTINUA : FORCED REMOVALS ( Poet’s Note : I’m posting this poem here as a South African history student recently asked to interview poet on Forced Removals. I read this poem which he enjoy......

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...How does it feel to you when presidents proclaim anthro-supremacy exclusively made in one universal God's straight WesternWhite monotheistic over-Capitalized kleptocratic entitlement for mon......

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...To live means to be alive, to defy unfulfilled moralizers, Digital prophets marked by the compulsion to preach, The trendy ideologies of the day, without hesitation, without end, To be alive is to......

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...I am flowered in the shade of bird wings neath patch of deep sadness absent of clouds beholden to loosen memories mist filtered cell charged energies their liberal release bars that s......

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...The Beatles split up so mystically -pronto the Vietnam spine came back together some branded the blame into Yoko some tied a wreath of thorns on the reds. Imagine time moving queerly along- Le......

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... I thought I stood on top of the world But it was only when I fell That I realized how small I am Every success feels unearned And every failure long overdue Lifelong passions feel like a......

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...In the murmur of modernity, a disease courses through the veins, A silent malaise, binding hearts and thoughts in heavy chains, Where no one thinks, feels, or dares to care deeply anymore, No spar......

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... If I had a hashtag or even understood them, it might be “TMI.” I don’t lack for stories and opinions. I’ll engage in conversations with friendly total strangers when right away I see they share......

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... Hard to stand up for what’s right when POTUS gives up on the fight Right away he abandoned Afghanistan forsaking our own soldiers to the Taliban For two years he’s supplie......

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...My heart, Betrays me, At the shape of your name,Delhi. It never felt like some cosmic relation, Like when I was kid ,I never cared of your existence, All I've ever dreamt for is to be somewhere ......

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