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Rusticated Poems - Poems about Rusticated


Premium Member A Matter Of Faith
... When I was a child, I wondered Was deep sleep, death? Was every morning a new life, a new incarnation? Waking up, I found the people around me were the same I was the same too, not......

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Categories: rusticated, allusion, creation, faith, god,
Form: Free verse
Alchemy
...these glass vessels that you see, no longer appertain to me, no longer feigning to make part what was the mainstay of my art, my skills no more appreciated, as if I were some rusticated old f......

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Categories: rusticated, age, farewell, irony, love,
Form: Quatrain



By Blitzkrieg Blown
...wet wits worn perforating pulpy pawn pestered passion puked cremating clipped cruise hoisted hankering drooled felon fate bruised meagre metamorphoses moaned spurring sassy sow gullible gif......

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Categories: rusticated, political,
Form: Sonnet
A Lonely Heart
...A Lonely Heart Deaths sweet cousin has become my companion And the silent sounds and erect walls have felt my sorrow Loneliness has rusticated my companionship because of boredom The once cheerfu......

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Categories: rusticated, africa, allegory, angst,
Form: ABC
Rusticated
...The day life was given to a boy. His eyes had been enveloped over the skyline. Small boy, large hope, small boy, large home. Before he had a chance to flourish, He had been given a different purp......

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Categories: rusticated, age, change, childhood, lost,
Form: Free verse



Corruption Customized
...Lingering languages, lovely lies Morality murdered, mistakes modernized Words of woes, wooed by the wise Flavored flowers falling: frailty fraternized. Mean and mighty men moving… Tempted to t......

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Categories: rusticated, inspirational
Form: Verse
Gentle Tinkle Dressing Bell
...Rusticated granite Great staircase Mistress of a vast wintry country estate Drew in a breath brilliant jewelry poodles Soft wooly sun warmth wash over her body Mahogany gold mouldings red flock......

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Categories: rusticated, food, imagination, passion, places,
Form: Rhyme
Mason D' Maisson Aging
...Some times as I sit in a city diner.....people watching I wonder how they can live like this Then I laugh at myself Born and raised in the bomb ruined port of Liverpool With the run of the city f......

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Categories: rusticated, history, on work and
Form: Free verse

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