Schlesinger Poems - Poems about Schlesinger

... The Golden Age always begins with chaos, With screaming, fallen icons and bloody fields, With fiercely fought heart-wrenching battles With the conquered foes who refused to yield. The old r......

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... Ashes, Ashes, Flames all around And remnants of our lives are scattered Upon the crackling, smoking ground. Our hopes and dreams buried in the rumble, Lost are the things that we thought me......

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...United States (US): United Kingdom (UK): Australia (AU): Germany (DE): France (FR Spain (ES): Italy (IT): Netherlands (NL) Poland (PL): Sweden (SE): Japan (JP): Canada (CA): T......

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... I pay attention. I see the sadness in a young schoolgirl’s eyes When she has been cruelly ridiculed and ostracized. For what? She doesn’t look the same As others; too tall, too fat, too blon......

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... As a tiny tot from pastural Tennessee My warm world consisted of all things green. Forests and valleys, rivers and lakes, Beautiful and flourishing, were all I had seen. Then my small world......

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... Some people paint with their words, Creating images with contrast and flow That lift the hearts of others, Inspiring both their spirit and soul. Some paint with their life’s work, Their c......

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... Thought crystallizes. Its edges become sharp and hard. Soon we begin to believe the illusion of its boundaries. We forget it is a wave of energy, in flux, pulsating, Reaching out to every glo......

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... What would you do, What heights would you sail, If you really knew You could not fail? Would you talk to yourself In a brand new, positive way? Would you only listen to the Encouraging t......

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... She said, “I don’t like poetry.” “Forsooth!” said I, “Really?” Yet you listen, hour upon breathless hour To rhythmic verses of country whine, Endless twanging, chaotic musical notes banging......

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