Resided Poems - Poems about Resided

...Fragments of a house foundation blacken by the fire. Never rebuilt empty lot nice size Good shade tress and high grass Potential promising Did a child perish here? People once resided Old swi......

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...I resided there once I returned to find it derelict Looks like a horror scene Spiders spun webs Doors locks blown off Leaves placed as if arranged evilly When I was there I remember it serene......

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...In a corner of the world, where silence weaves its web like a spider in the night, Lives trickle away in lines of systematic renunciations, like rivers slowly retreating, Each step backward is a kn......

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...Twenty years elapsed since Harriet Harris, née Kuritsky gave up the ghost ~ May 5th, 2004 Often these days the following genuine sentiment Matthew Scott Harris doth wish to share one son, cuz ......

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...Night fells suddenly sending rays of hope in the sky as anxious hearts make music with their flute and the violin with its tender strings bring back memories of my youth. It is the part of me that ......

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...His wonderful wizardly was well-known in the glen Xavier, was more talented than most of his kin His enchantments could weasel under your skin Making you fat, angry, happy, or sometimes too thin ......

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...Drained of opaque innocence Perfected by your toxicity, I was laid bare beneath the narcissistic sun, Searing deep within dehydrated pupils, Stripping my soul of all humanity, until your siniste......

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...“Magic can create wonders bordering between reality and fantasy, creating before us an aura of chimera. All celestial phenomena may flash past before our naked eyes and we cannot decide if we are dre......

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...the train wheels stopped at a station and the roads leads to lake harmony my homestead, the town my memories roots run deep the air feels fresh while the sun is overhead walking down the road, it......

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...Mary Lou Sims was young and enterprising, like stars routing dark; Or mauve dawn on the verge of discovery, awaiting time's remarks. Mary Lou's best friend was Cora Mann, ever since sweet......

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...Reflecting...at the end of December 2009 I was homeless. However, in March of 2010 God intervened and provided me a safe roof over my head where I have resided for almost 15 years! He is a good and f......

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...We were children that played, laughed, and cried together ages that range different by years to decades we all chattered or complained about each other family gatherings brought us back together; ......

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...{"MY dance in the downpour was cut short, though, even for a second I felt my worries glide off from the tips of my fingers as the precipitation stuck against the flesh of my skin. My heart palpitate......

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...A noblewoman who never sheds scars from fragile eyes, you won’t hear her inner child cry. A palette of purple pride hides horrific truths. We hid behind a small frame, evading the regiment’s reig......

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... An old stone cottage stands on the seafront Abandoned and alone Windows covered in sea salt and cobwebs Its history and story unknown A small white cottage with good bones That has weathered......

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