Redefinition Poems - Poems about Redefinition

...Culture Redefined An immensehood of desire A cold fire burning within Let the eye to learn burn within Where failure is seen as another chance to try again Give yourself a culture where redefi......

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...SOUNDING & DIVING A man remembers for the rest of his life the details of the boat that hauled him to safety from a faltering ship He remembers, too, the loquacious friend with the comfort......

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...Dying is not! leaving... But staying! Standing still watching life parading without being able to follow the procession......

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...Whorls of smoke mock the void of the heavens; in a wiggling ascent With lusting waists of a samba decent. Turmoil combs the fragile mane of the soil The scalp is torn and leathery fingers of dust......

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... Dedicated to Eileen who has expressed her love for this beautiful isle..... Roman mosaics and Phoenician tombs Byzantine castles and Venetian walls Pine clad mountains and valleys full......

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...It has never been my intension nor was it ever a bone of contention to alter or disrupt the social convention but now is the time to pay close attention to the decline of the huma......

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...Hate me now when you can still find your way back home Hate me now to see what is good for you Hate me now when your view of me is not what you see Hate me now in the morning for your meaningful afte......

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...This Body Those on the bottom can see but can’t act, Those on the top can act, but can’t see, O Lord, please free me from this body of Death, America. Dear Lord, How am I to stay composed, as the......

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...The love of modern necks Give me the thermal gladiator The right translation Give me a reason for words Give me a redefinition of love It won’t happen Years upon years from now, We will love......

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...how dare they try to medicate our thoughts in order for us to become more like the exoskeleton shell of what they think we should be? we are asked to cling with dead claws to dried out branc......

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