Regimented Poems - Poems about Regimented

...Brainwash My pawns are carved from the ivories ripped from flesh are the tusks I need to have agency, my moves I look forward to in any direction through hearts I may pierce a game ......

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...Power and Form Power and form—the two intertwined elements of human existence. Our words, sometimes sweet, other times sour, leave a lasting imprint across the tapestry of humanity. We often say “......

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...We’re in Paris, staying with my Grandmère (Grandmother) for a few days around Mother’s day. Peter (my bf) is getting to know my Grandmère. They’ve started to relax and enjoy each other. This time, w......

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...The eleventh month, November, the month that takes a breath, As it's waiting. Waiting for a fickle sun to decide. Though sun's decision ever is to skim the sky with stealth, As if a painter's hand......

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...They stand in regimented order, lined up on the seawall, all facing into the wind. A slight turn of a body catches a squall and sends an errant gull off balance forcing it to take flight. Ov......

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...Located in the perfect place Filed in transparent drawer Unruly impediments erased Facets interact free of flaw Seamless system clockwork Methods remain m......

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...A thousand bees never settling down, buzzed within his head. Their confused drone, into a ruffled rumble grew, lengthening into frenzied drumbeats, taking the might of roaring waves ......

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...In retrospect you can never make sense as to why it happens. A minute late sets a sequence loose towards some catastrophic event, or if you miss a step taken to complete a simple task, you'll be......

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...Gentle rolling hills, valley plots, nothing regimented, graves not in ordered row but placed among natural features. It’s beautiful here, especially in the Fall. The Maples are tall and burning ......

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...Friendship in a Covid world. (C) Arthur Abrahamson January 2021 My Facebook friends photo stares back at me from the blue tinted screen A 13 -year-old photograph, the hint of a smile, looking ......

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...Playful pony promenade Quietly quizzing querulous quail Respite regulated regimented rabbits Studiously steering sterling striped starlings Tricking trinkets, trunks and tributaries Undervalued,......

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...Guns in Sweden Sweden has problems with too many guns shoots hole in the night. Many refugees came to Sweden, who thought when the refugees discovered a Nordic paradise they would become Swe......

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...Today a white dove flew across a dimming sun. As it gently descends below the horizon I gazed down below from my Apartment. And I see people up and about their businesses. Only a few months earli......

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...On an empty page, my quill Does not sit to quench Its thirst to lessen this quandary To let, nay make, quintessential Inroads, biding thy quiver Of lexiconical bolts; queuing And firing for......

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...Death Does Not Discriminate The plains are now silent, a brief moment in time, and we steal every second we can, Before battle resumes, a......

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