Rimless Poems - Poems about Rimless

...on hyaloid shade phylum of zaffre azure swish soulful scrutinize apodictic vinculum magniloquent wandering of wispy whooshes wrapping wisps of weird warbles shrivel olive trees......

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...I have come to be real-in-my-eyes, eyes that only half see, yet only the half blind may see themselves. The fine hairs of apperception, those metaphorical hat brims pulled low over smiling eye......

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...I'm not my hair, neither am i my skin. Although the light of my shade throws different shadows on the wall but no, Hey! I'm not what the mirror says I'm even rimless glass. I lost my colour long ......

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...14 degrees below zero in our backyard The black midnight air is paralyzed like glass Laid flat on a metal slab Still for its hammer autopsy. My son and I stand side by side Shivering from the ......

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...WHEN LETTERS DANCE ON THE PAGE “Disappear,” I said. They denied. Didn’t the Casanova at the theatre Return my ravishing smile last night? The burgundy magic on greys! Ironed ......

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...THE DESTINY. This is not a country for living souls Recoiled the heart lives under the enshades Of vampire ridden nature and all its pards On beggarly sums amassed by the pauper Of bleakne......

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...Broremann’s war Spring, 1945, German troops in his town were walking about not carrying arms, they spoke to the locals in a friendly manner. Looking back it was peace before the peace. Near Bro......

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...As I remember Grandpa's face the thing that comes first to my mind his rimless specs with thick lenses it was a unique thing of its kind. The thing that comes first to my mind his hanging sp......

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...'''''''''''''""""~~~""""""""""""""" as daylight flows on floors of meadows’ weave like tiny fingers silent in silk of sailing traces this landscape travels on her fragile, hushed heave and......

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...Have not asked much, still attached to you with subtelities, I wanted freedom from you, For removing stings from the flesh. Anxiety was the darkest color of floating buds on lake. Sitting on ......

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...Lotus rising out of murky waters illuminated by the rays of sun that fall upon the flower in glorious pastel tints I am reminded of the simplicity of beauty the kind that takes my breath away ......

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...This is not a country for living souls Recoiled the heart lives under the enshades Of vampire ridden nature and all its pards On beggarly sums amassed by the pauper Of bleakness and cold hunger a......

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...This is not a country for living souls Recoiled the heart lives under the enshades Of vampire ridden nature and all its pards On beggarly sums amassed by the pauper Of bleakness and cold hunger a......

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...A view from the cause, alters the landscape in you I surrender to the earth, the roots. Purifying the leaves. I tell myself, this was not me, my music. Still my skin has the tattoos of pande......

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...In despair, beyond-pain, I will watch my dreams in rimless eyes of wet faces. The lake had been sending back the white and black shrouds everyday. They were jumping one by one old and youn......

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