Roused Poems - Poems about Roused

...Febrile Fog obfuscates palimpsest varnished promises.. Naysayers hoodwinked... deluded players peeling layers..denuded.. Deafening din of our chagrin... Espoused by rabbles roused by mandari......

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... The world’s a battlefield, a restless stage, Politics a war, rage upon rage. Nations clash with words and might, Underneath the glare of a fractured light. Donald Trump, a seismic leap, ......

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...It all started like a loose joke As thoughtful emotions set in Gradually spreading within him With the basements slowly wavering That the lion emerged roaring Earned nothing when he fought h......

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...When you ask about my trip, what will I say? That the river waters are milky azure, surging from melting glaciers Glaciers pressing through granite masses So huge they might be clouds held tightly......

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...I was delighted in reading many voices, Those voices were stated by various poets, Their poems made me and readers to rejoices, Whether it mi......

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...Chicken Little Much like a messenger to mind, Posed staring down into my face, I sensed a rooster, brash and bold, Was challenging my right to breathe. Thus, in the inkling of an eye With o......

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...Cold death it is, descending from the sky, That like a shroud, across the land doth lie. And why need death be cold? Let we this tale unfold. Dire death is no distraction for the best! They ga......

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...I tore the page from its binder and ripped it to pieces, not wanting to be associated with the scribbles I had left on the sheet. To call that abomination 'art' would be an insult to the craft, and......

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... I see you there, leaving me With your quiet blue Eyes, so gentle and true Wilder than the night, with a shadow Reaching beyond my heart, To the very edges of my spirit, To the music i......

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...|SEVEN MINUTES UNTIL OUR DEMISE {"Seven minutes left; the insistent buzz in my skull would never abrogate, it preserved on being continuously strenuous. My whacks on the veneer of the tiles went......

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...“Oh please don’t worry. I haven’t a heightened sixth sense… about the mint infused lilt here.” There must be a compass without a point surrounding me “Looking for directions. The town you’re seek......

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...Like a helpless child he was taken Could not be roused even after being shaken Like one recently deceased Even when gently carried Like the dead away he was taken......

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... the crowd dispersed in floods of tears disappointed that the spectacle was over when madness resolved and sanity became restored the clown’s persona now unmasked make up made down for a grima......

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...I rarely go to temple, Though when New Year comes around, I do not feel complete until I hear the shofar’s sound. Some synagogues stream services; I listened for a while, But the rabbi’s talk......

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...Bereft and alone since love was lost, she sits in deep shadows humming the same song sipping claret from a Lismore goblet Day and night, in silence she dwells Time no longer sifts through an ......

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