Scaffolds Poems - Poems about Scaffolds

...How can I try for the stars, When I can't even afford to keep it bright? How can I chase the moon through iron bars, When dawn denies me even candlelight? I dream of rings, of veils, of vows on......

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...A few articulate with humor and grief, others are hinged so that ears can hear each other. Many bones are scaffolds for vision, prayer and procreation. One hollow bone hums in the throat, i......

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... “The fool doth think he is wise, but the wise man knows himself to be a fool.” ~William Shakespeare, As You Like It, Act V, Scene I I weep by a stardust shore......

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...Between the black gutters and the painted ceilings, Dogs teach dolls how to die. Study the rot in my bicuspids, file down the calluses and watch the heartbeat Shake the skin like strychnine......

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...In my reveries, I am a monk in the temple of love from the books written with shadows, Sailing through the endless pages, I let myself be carried by the breath of destiny of fragile heroes. They wh......

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...For years I’ve seen a pair of ducks In front of a fountain close by. They swim or sit and those who notice Likely wonder why. The fount’s in the front of a building; Pedestrians pass night and......

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.... Ginger waves Preened to glister 'Long mine frame's Length attached by lover's sweat She peels hern glo......

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... Written: November 06, 2023 ___________________________________________ A swarm of herring gulls amassed Nexus Nautilus nabbed by zealous winds, whitening the black soil we ho......

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...Michelangelo was seventy-one years young when he began designing St Peter’s Basilica, Vatican’s Dome Lying on scaffolds for hours a day, it was a labor of love His final hurrah, a worthwhile sacri......

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...Some float, move on the diameter of a whim. A few articulate between joy and grief, others are hinged so that ears can hear each other. Most are scaffolds. One hollow bone hums in the throat,......

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...Purple bats and evil cats and strangled ghosts that laugh jet black cloaks, snickering blokes and witches that gaff Pumpkin grins, talking garbage bins and all that moves Halloween rh......

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...What Dad Did Friends from the nearby projects bike over e'er since we had hit-it-off and dad atop his makeshift throne, food aplenty, points to the nearby ladder. Time is October 1973, it was ......

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...Bones and their ash remain, retain and nourish the under-croft, the terrain. The meadow green. Bones replant. The dead feed the living, and the living cut down the living to feed themselves.......

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...Wonder's Mother, Misery Digging up the philosophical topic: Disputing bliss as the ultimate state. Argues that striving for worthy causes is crucial to satisfaction. ......

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...Some are free floating they can move on the diameter of a whim. A few articulate with humor and grief, others are hinged so that ears can hear each other. Many bones are scaffolds for vision,......

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