Sedimentary Poems - Poems about Sedimentary

...Resentment is like drinking poison and waiting for the other person to die—quote by Carrie Fisher You must pick one or the other time has passed Warning signs have stopped tipped......

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...Epirus saw the needs of it's people through the eyes of there need. While on Mimaki the mounds of architecture were unveiled to a world wishing for modern sification . Turisotto meddled enough ......

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... Written: February 22, 2025, for contest Sponsored by: Sara Jama **************** Skating upon Saturn rings, we dance in the empyrean, while orbit......

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... Grief follows ~ family and friends pass-on, leaving sedimentary layers ~ one-thousand kisses upon tear-stained cheeks glistening on sun-filled days while I sit and ponder Your ......

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...A Strange heat is walking up the street with a heavy load upon its head and a yardstick to measure the dead, it’s walking in a straight line, staring at the glaciers melting from the hill filling the......

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... Lava pours to staunch a ruptured womb, green mists warn from the pit of one to walk from it, slick and groomed. It is hard to believe we have to put up with this shat. Where are our magics ......

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...(John Day Fossil Beds, 2018) Revisiting The Same Ground Over and over again I find myself returning to the same thoughts, ideas, histories but now with years more experience between ......

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...Ink roached infestation didst derive within mice elf Minor emendations to following just posted verse oversight to correct dissatisfaction, yours truly I do curse ah... methinks if hands of ti......

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...Ink roached infestation didst derive within mice elf Thus writer of these words forever mus lee experiencing craving to eat cheese, a milk product eternally preserved within annals, chroni......

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...Who am I If not Myself? Am I more than my namesake? More than my cotton-candy-curls, More than my clever way with words? Am I more than my mother saw in me When she felt the first thump of ......

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...Hot, humid, burning sun rays it's the noon hour smack in the light of mid-day, the random moments of a Monday deluge of renewal back to work to the tied-down, set-in-place routines do all pu......

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...Wise Postulations of Existance for The Damned Solitude the pathway for self authentication Interludes of what to say in the process of individuation Attitudes of slow decay born from ill-conside......

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...I live in a town where all things go in reverse. The bushes grow reversely, shrink smaller back into seeds, and roll back into the past-life seeds. The river flows reversely, very swiftly. My f......

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...Many think of time as pendulums and gears, cycling spheres; orbiting around, sun-ups and sun downs; I once painted a clown-face for the moon, not in a mood to tone-fully crone – my co-ar......

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...A human race of relay and replay, Their soles push off unforgiving exteriors And are kept on track by applauded obedience. Their recurrently blistered hearts Become calloused by an aura of expect......

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