Set Off Poems - Poems about Set Off

...(Snaps fingers rhythmically, leans into the mic) Ninety. X. Underground/ The hiss of the tape, a constant companion/ Atmospheric pressure, a concrete room, sweat slicked on foreheads, illuminated......

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...Sometimes she would laugh. Sometimes she would cry. her worries she would never complicate into my life. but when worries complicated ......

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...I start my pilgrimage from unknown spheres. My paths are filled with penetrating spears. Clouds of helplessness and hopelessness float Seas are wave-filled, and I have no lifeboat. Faith points......

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...At the foot of Burgos’ Castle Looking toward its beautiful Cathedral I learned what it means: "To tide down by the pylon" Or "to go down to the Moor Muza." From waist down It was the first tim......

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... We set off full of hope into the night as it grew blacker towards the end of the jetty where shorelights dimmed to a distant glow. Wind drove a swell to boom and crash against the pylons be......

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...Deafening the score for spring break, set off by the harp’s gentle voice. That pas de deux of give and take, a fever pitch played with such poise. There are so many twisted toys that masquerad......

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...Mirror, mirror on the wall ~ don't let me fall for a narcissist's words for fear I'll find myself tangled in the web of silk threads cunningly spun to lure me in. You might take those words to......

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...The ocean is so beautiful, so wild and untamed. With power and a majesty that never can be named. We get lost in its rhythms, we’re pulled down into its depths, Imagine we can hear the song, the t......

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... Flow of the lustrous milky rays Aglow as the coat of white glaze Birds misled and set off their trills Herds ready to go to foothills Confused owls go in awful mood Amused jars wish to forage ......

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...I'd grown tired of all the stress and worries of my life. I thought it might be best to take a rest. I’d hop into my car and drive off into the starlight Without a real direction, maybe vaguely we......

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... All my life I have always stammered but looking back through the years there's been in my mind that first word this has haunted me considering the fear Throughout life through the good and ba......

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...Can't Punk this game, this game is not made to be punked/ I'm not just any grain, I'm the one grain that stands out/ You used to be planted here, now you're just a stump/ And since you think you'r......

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...Laura Norder took her gun and strapped it to her thigh The skirt she wore was so damned short she had to strap it high And stood there on the corner where the street lamps dare not tread She waite......

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...Along the roads of grassy fields where thousands of sheep flit from Astray from the flock, flouting, fleeing with fear blindly following. Driven through the streets of London at the Barn......

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... Tethered to the omnibus, weathering storms ~ lean into it, hang on, become the wisp. As perception shapes and shifts, our eyes sting, blind spots get filled in; create echo fil......

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