Seep Poems - Poems about Seep

mint leaves seep in the bottom of the white tea cup forming our futures...

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~ swaying to the zephyr's song with contentment, the seep monkeyflower ~ Date written: 09/10/2021...

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No warrior’s death is coming for me no blood-stained sword will release my foolish life from its hollow chest so slow I die on this field of shame. Stench of copper vile taste of metal adrift I’m alone and battered and torn oh that I could recompense my love! No quiet wake of honor shall be held no slow loving march of the...

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As Low Midnight Sounds Into Sad Soul Seep When aching heart pleads deep for break of day As low midnight sounds into sad soul seep Lonesome the solitude that has its way When stabbing sorrows deny peaceful sleep. Wind outside blows in, gusts of prancing pain A cold that births chills of darkened dread Echoes of her kiss, memories remain As dead dreams...

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white thrush and white crow fight which one's biggest outcast - black sheep watches them *The idioms “white thrush” (merle blanc) in French and “white crow” (belaya vorona) in Russian correspond to “black sheep” in English. 11.07.2019 Black Sheep Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Anthony Slausin...

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Weeping, my tears do seep, into rivulets so deep Abseiling, down my cheeks further, they do creep Making their final deathly leap fall onto my breast Thus, invited into my open torn heart as its guest My emotions, again sent around, this broken soul Until once again, this soul can be rendered whole And the open wound of my...

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Seep is a leak, a loss, a waste. Seep in a desert is a place to drink. A seep pervades, exudes, oozes, contaminates and ruins. Relentless and gradual, a seep in sleep pervades, percolates and permeates....

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Life and love, joy and laughter Is what everyone is after Its easy, not very hard If you just let down your guard Opening your heart up wide Happiness will seep inside Giving you a strong sensation Of warmth, smiles and elation Lifting you right off the ground Knowing that you have just found The meaning of what life is When you get your first sweet...

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Across the bridge In to the depths Of the other side I felt the faint prickle Of something Not alive Moondust felt it too Of cold winds Tattered cloaks Blowing through Moondusts’ horse Whose name is known only to her Shivered and snorted The rising cold air Let us leave this place My longbow unsheathed Arrows of brown and gold At the ready Moondust magic The light wreathed I felt...

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A thousand times I've made myself Into an interprative lie A thousand times, a million words That never will quite die But in the truth, so continent Is nothing that cannot be bent Within these words, this plenitude Is nothing of an origin Within these lies, one bit of truth Is only found within a facet of interpretation And so we feel we know each...

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