Shade Poems - Poems about Shade

Roadwork noises by my window Fertilize with stones my thoughts I got used to live in limbo In the realm of bookish gods So I’m punished with the sounds And delighted when it’s quiet They are setting the new grounds About which I’m unreliant And I dash into the river Of the constant change but no It’s the same, cause I’m...

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Lost in Shade I am a blur in the mosaic, painted, not placed a borrowed hue in a gallery of dream and machines. Voices whirl like prayer wheels spun too fast, each syllable a wind that forgets my name. Skyscrapers bloom like cold steel flowers, rootless, like me, fed by wires, not soil. I chase the scent of home...

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the holms evergreen tree was like a sherlock holmes twin without his sensory probe-abilities... and probably holmes accelerated his own probe-abilities just for sheer luck... especially out in parks where there be so many women who sought men as shade... stan/len ...

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The years linger on taking its toll. You’ve been through it all looking back you behold. All the things you’ve seen. The many crazy dreams. Now you wind down as your life begins to slow. Seeing faces that are unfamiliar these people you don’t know. Daydreaming you stare outside. You wonder over your life and how it has passed you by. All the...

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Oh the purity that I chase. Longing to be free from the worry on my face. I wish to be clean and free from my sins. Following my Lord is the only way I win. Wondering through the night I stare back at the stars. Being mindful of the pain as I hide all my scars. I only want things to...

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A darker shade of black. To keep the shadows from peeking back. A dimmer shade of dark. Keep the fear out from my heart. As I closed my eyes I drifted off to sleep. Lying wide awake as darkness hovered over me. In a darker shade of black the devil will attack. Whispering my name but never knowing where he's at. Lying in...

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Mauve, the sky's eerie cloud covering Wolves howled throughout the night No loons or wise owls were hovering Moonlight's glow was a shade of pink A tree, long barren and believed dead bloomed perfumed buds, but not a leaf What strange phenomena was taking place? Should I be filled with the wonder of magic, or with fear that this night was to be...

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Along the meadow's gentle stream we'll find shade to recline my eyes meet hers as in a dream love we'll find by design we'll welcome love we see so clear with poems felt I wrote softly spoke so her soul may hear from my heart words, I quote this gift I'll share from my heart's well written with revelry dreams and poems a lover's spell will...

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There’s nothing new under the sun Under the moon as well The shady side makes better fun Has something new to tell I’m in the cool of shade again My every breath is new The air gets fresher with the rain Makes me feel happy too I like the sun, but now’s the time To hide away from light Goodbye to moon, its pantomime I find...

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In my boat with a knife floating on a silent, blue sea what a serene beauty bewitched by the cursed one my boat is drowning the moment's grace to draw the knife climbing up high to touch the clouds gray mountains are challenging me my leg slipped, i'm falling down the moment's grace to draw the knife for me blue is a shade of...

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True, time never t a ...

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Praying to God is not going to help She owns the Devil’s Triangle And she is out there looking for you If you are unlucky enough to be found The fires of Hell will not look so bad As her spirit tears you and your ship apart Just know that you will never be found Your souls belong to her The Shade Of...

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I skipped the light fandango, as I walked across the night turning cartwheels upon a sky lit floor. I was feeling kind of sea sick, as the stars cried out with roar the ceiling flew away and so I soared, a little more (pause) ...

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Beautiful paintings hung on high. God's vast canvas, stretching the sky. From deep blue of bitter cold, To the warm red brush strokes bold. Every color, every shade, in the wonders His hands made. Beautiful paintings hung on high, God's vast canvas, stretching the sky....

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walk in light see my shade dip your toes in bathe in the beauty of my earthly soul ...

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