Scabbards Poems - Poems about Scabbards

...Sy Roth - 3 Poems 12/17/20130 Comments Picture Silence I’ve dreamt often that she crept deep Into my cellular structure, Some time in the nightfall of my being And planted deeply into my......

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...With sanctions imposed frequently between Countries around the world, With Trump and Little Rocket man, still rattling Scabbards, ridiculous, absurd, With Hong Kong’s unhappy population, Protest......

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...A daunting press of gifted dreams The boyish boasts and sculpted schemes Brother, fore, and brother, aft Stead to ply their father's craft Each consecrated to ......

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...Your lips start to move and I hear the sound of your worries, numbered like the children of Abraham, boundless, like the sands in Egypt, all of them, calling audibly. the wrinkles beneath your e......

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...Hearts Of Rusted Iron And Cold Steel Riding along paths of illusions, glory bound- Men with steel and fever in hard beating hearts, Minds driven by deep desires and aching pains Emotions deeper......

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...The Palace Guardiennes were the sultan’s delight, resplendent in their tight uniforms of scarlet and magenta silks, embroidered with golden flowers, with sterling silver scimitars in ruby studde......

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...By: Sashi Prabhu (zeauoxian), Written on 18th November 2012. Loud dins of nihility whirls and twirls around, Reverberating sharply in my churning mind, Humming lowly & resonating strange they soun......

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...Let them dance Men clad in robes of shame Let them wiggle and mingle Twist, turn and tingle- Till they burn in their joyous flame. We will watch silently As their perspirations wear them out. Silen......

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...I rest now in peace Placed thy swords in their scabbards White flag flies up high......

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...Photographs, fragile as Dead Sea scrolls, hold two of you, dead before my birth, stiff in sienna spring, serious as scabbards on south Missouri farm. Rosie: wind-hard in rock-scrubbed bla......

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