Shallows Poems - Poems about Shallows

1.) Gutter bed for a hope held ransom, Three bottles opened, Drunk reflections of my mirror got me feeling handsome. Can’t go a day. I can’t go a day without a glass handful of rum. Funny how these bottles got me feeling hopeless, Random thought but my problems are the only ways I know to start...

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Wade Float Dive Splash Drench Swim Surf Spit ...

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I knelt in the shallows, on the white sand. Sun-soaked and alone amidst many stretched out in play. I adored the Lord unaware of myself. Only the invitation to praise Him, far away from home. At home, in Him in the pristine sand, in the shallow rows upon rows of calm. Claimed this spot, remembered by not any but the Most High. Feeling high in the shallows that go on forever into the light. I enjoyed...

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It's almost impossible to show, The shadows of: Blue White Yellow & more.. Of diamonds' shines When the reader is a shallow blind one Thinks a writer is a gaga seller of pieces of glasses...

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The virgin under the pristine sheet, patrols the creaking, cut, timber of time, through the blooming roses and the sleet. The grandiose grandfather chimes. She used to shine her eyes near the shallows. The young lass can only shriek her woes. Her eyes, bright as the moon, on the gallows. For now she bids welcome under bedding clothes. Her arms writhe like the...

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The end of Autumn is still mild and the majestic Mounts of Partenio have no trace of snow; lovely Baiano at its foot is tamed, not wild. One can spot, looking up with delight, different colors of lilacs and roses, lulled by the softest breeze on balconies and windowsills open to glaring sunlight; a Verdi aria is sung by a housewife who is bored,...

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I wake in a memoryless room unlabeled and unanchored, a floating proprioception unhinged from time and place. The bathroom has moved beyond the present it is where it was once maybe yet where it is at this moment is forgot. Who walks now out of someone else’s memory as if she owned this space? Her face keeps changing it forms then falls apart like melting snow now...

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Concerning our hobbled earth~ God must yearn to start from scratch we've been given multiple chances but have turned Eden into ash. Our minds are filled with plastic thoughts and the burrs of nuclear rust. A hellish-metal hearted-selfish species that no other species should ever trust. War species-filthy DNA staircase... bleach it clean with a mutating gene splashed with peaceful sequences. Until our gilded...

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my shallows my shallows swallows theres depths dripping them in my pools breath breathing more than time has left ban me there ban me here words don't care in the hollows of my shallows ?...

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7/9/17 Whether or not I ever find what I seek You are what you eat Bare foot or with shoes on your feet You can try, but it'll do no good turning the other cheek Nights of very little rest or a great sleep Fields full of wheat And beets A rise of temperature causing lifeforms to overheat You either still got or lost...

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Wrapped around is your crimson lace The confidence walks at a trusted pace Your seekers stare through a mountain of lies Hoping to find a soul that flies Oh but there’s magic inside what cries Beads of moisture don’t always follow misery A strong embrace can be so comforting Looking just past the time holder Is a life less colder The smell of the...

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Wade the Shallows Wade the shallows, swim not the deep, loss of time makes the old man weep. Imagine castles, thundered in glory prime fleeing shadows racing about in time! Comfort of the known sees the dream, whistles the kettle in heated steam. A vow, a promising oath made in sin darkened shadows await in the heart of men! Cleave to the willows along...

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Deep in the shallows... Water lapse with time... Yesterday all borrowed... As mind sways third eye... To contemplate fools whim... Silence greets mind door... We mere ponder, in mornings first light... ...Deep in the shallows... ...Deep breath we gently release... thought into stolen silence... ...As our response... ...sealed within the secrets bestowed within our dreams... ...Softly we tread once more... ...Silence greets mind door... ...Softly we tread once more... ...This new...

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I bent over to touch my toes and the ground tore open like a backbone. I tried to feed myself the sky; to splice my tearducts into the universe so that, when the pavement cried, it would mean something to me. My fingernails punctured...

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small fish in shallows large fish found in deepest depths few and far between (February 4, 2011 Wausau, Wisconsin) (c) Copyright 2011 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved...

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