Resembling Poems - Poems about Resembling

...Cash strapped despondent citizen banker in unrelenting deep purple Depeche Mode crisis... the yeast you could do for a crusty and crabby old man, (who I know like the back of my clawed hand),......

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...Cash strapped despondent citizen banker in unrelenting deep purple Depeche Mode crisis... the yeast you could do for a crusty and crabby old man, (who I know like the back of my clawed hand),......

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...He never questioned the weight behind his eyes until the day he finally woke up. For as long as he could remember, the mud had been a part of him. A thick, caked crust beneath his skin that h......

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...I’m the Swarovski pearl of an origami dream, sailing amidst superficial salt, soaked in sinister sparks, floating like deceptive debris and artificial aquamarines. As the sea weeps luminous......

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...The crescent ~ half awake, yet wholly aware, like the essence of my presence ~ drowsy and divine ~ glowing in golden hues is the mentor leading me through scented silence. I am the thorn......

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...Lavandula Purple fields. Lavandula through the meadow. As far as the eye can see. Beyond breathtaking. Above violet skies. Morado organic shine. A fragrant herb. Also an Ametrine ston......

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...The small, round clock over my king-sized, walnut bed ticks striking a gloomy midnight as the red-headed cuckoo pops out I sleep soundly, that silly sound scares the drowsy night gales : look at......

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...As an easy pushover and soft touch lamenting my demise Vultures swooped overhead and preyed on my vulnerabilities forcing me to carrion camping as fine young cannibals sharpened their knives an......

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...endless leisure hours as distorted time stretch before me... like the infinite vista upon the midwestern plain farther than the eyes of mine (an ascetic and copacetic shortsighted father of tw......

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...Flourished and nourished, hair locks resembling branches, I gaze as it dances — when blowing, he looks glowing. Twenty years had passed, but still, I last. I may have ripened, but I'm st......

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... 1 John 1:7 “But if we walk in the light, as he is in the light, we have fellowship one with another, and the blood of Jesus Christ his Son cleanseth us from all sin.” In the vacu......

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...The warmth of the sunrise cast upon the emptiest park. The treeline afar resembling a foreign far eastern palace. The wind blowing the leaves and swings out of their stillest place.......

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... Oh poetry, why do you not feel me. I was once your poetic percolate, the assonance to your consonance, spilling in silver ink, upon Earth's raw fibres, but in your quest for perfection, wa......

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...the sky h o m e s what the sea cannot confine as clouds crawl and croon carving contours of compassion to calm the chaos unseen within the <>...

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... as the mourning sky w e e p s and crimson clouds crackle bursting forth blazing bristles resembling roaring rage within bruised ......

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