Sand Poems - Poems about Sand

In the beginning, there was not The Word, But silence, A silence that weighs upon the soul. Then came the dust, with the flavor of an unfinished word, like a lingering memory of a promise half-spoken by a God too weary to complete the phrase. The heavens offer no sign. Only His absence wounds the heart. And I walk onward, unaware of the destination. The sand is not...

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sand blistering hot throat parched I need water ah an oasis where could it have went it just upped and disappeared it was a mirage ...

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thought i'd stand by you while you lied and cheated you thought i'd watch and help along the way well you thought wrong i want no part of it AP: 2nd place 2025...

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a crab sheds his shell vulnerable for six weeks a new shell appears stronger than ever he struts across the beach sand less vulnerable ...

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cone shaped it appears zigzagging across the sand the wind is its guide ...

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Take a plane ungrateful one to a distant land... don't forget to walk the straightest paths freedom bogs down quickly in shifting sand. You may have to cover your body from head to toe you may get a lash for dancing with your Beu you may not be able to go for a walk alone. You may be married off to a...

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If I held all of the world in the palm of my hand and it was in my gift to give or to take, or share I would give it all to halt the trickle of the sand, indeed, myself, for without you, life is hard to bear....

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–A Tribute to Michael Jackson They said you danced like thunder cracked— But your rhythm was more than blood and bone. You moved through dimensions unseen, Where silence whispered in dream-tones alone. You were no man of mere flesh and fame, But a vessel of light in a trembling frame. From moonwalks born of stardust tides, To screams that split the veil of...

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This is what some will say You’ve crossed the line. Time out You’re rejected from the game You’re not coming back. So go hit the showers Once cherished, baptized, and sublime Asinine. Never enough iodine. Guilty Now crowned in your sins Stoned concubine. The shamed bovine I built a castle by the...

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Spring is sprawling out there somewhere in a Bikini on a Beach drinking Beer toes in the sand glass in hand while snowflakes are falling and winter's still here then when good old sunny summer comes (and swallows do too) oh to go Barefoot in a Boat on the sea Barbecue in the garden play Ball in the park fun in the sun 'til evening twilight lowers the night a curtain...

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In the silent dance of time, where seconds fade like grains of sand, We will find ourselves on a train platform, where trains carry unfulfilled dreams, Or perhaps in a park, where pathways shelter steps of longing and hope, Under the watchful eyes of pigeons gathering like thoughts on the still-wet bench. Under cold raindrops falling like blessings from...

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^ ^ / \ ^ ~ ~ in taupe twilight calm | | | | ...

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In a labyrinth of time, every second is a grain of sand scattered, everything hurts: old age is a veil of shadow over my thoughts, and death, an old acquaintance, draws closer with every tick of the clock, an old man like me can vanish in an instant, like a star that fades away, leaving behind only memories and...

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Why don’t geckos sink into the sand Disappearing into the promised land? What saves their Arizona lives? What keeps them up? The flaps in between their toes said my Uncle Hup. I thought he was joking, because he is a funny guy So, I looked it up in my gecko book which was way up high He was exactly right, my...

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