Siphons Poems - Poems about Siphons

...STATIONS Hark! Oh, Angels, where art Thou?! 'Tis here that thou art needest now! Before Him does the burden lie To bear the Cross to Calvary! While crowds all gather, He is not alone Though......

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... Frice the week along with night had fallen to sleepless slumber, Trapped again 'tween times when thirds are three in number. I sense a grimace gurgle in these halls of boned wall, The aching w......

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...Yoda says the force running biz is But each ER worker's a wiz And spot it they can The treatment right ban Which siphons their wonderful rizz ......

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...Thrice the night—the day!—both fell to sleepless slumber, But now in Spring, though yet again: The third was three in number. I sense a wince remind itself, Of what it means to be, Instead to ......

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...The Bewail city Ragged into pieces of pain Each piece tormenting a certain taxpayer Not even a solitary taxpayer skimped on Oh the city of bewail! Walloping at taxpayers With no apparent m......

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...Neutron binary star collision Drifting in the ether, most of my adult life Drawn toward a magnetar, she's a prototype Exotic matter unimaginable, powerle......

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... Peaceful slumber engulfs my existence my soul awakens in a tranquil silence it floats away with waves leaving my body a spirit astray guided by pristine breeze that blankets my photons in a......

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...Twice the night had fallen upon a sleepless slumber, Yet again awoken by winter when the third was three in number. I sense that a silence doth sneak ‘tween cracks of weathered wood, Conniving w......

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...IF ever I had a country : LVIII - LIX LVIII IF ever I had a fantasy country And if ever I were left to choose a country existing in reality I'd certainly opt for a country not run by on......

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...Once the night had fallen upon a sleepless slumber, Whence the winter woke me when the third was three in number. I sense that a wince doth lurk and wear which wicked gaze, Of conniving shadows ......

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..."We don't burn, we bury, Siphons of spirit, patrons of decay, Your coffin our canvas, our home your cemetery, The only unstoppable force that even time does not delay, For my Lady's power is omni......

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...Here’s a starry poem one might call ekphrastic about an exploding fireball fantastic from a ‘nova’, imaged with time-lapse clarity, all the more remarkable for the rarity of tracking its expansio......

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...Jack O' Lantern jeers through molten screen With fiery eyes and a fifth sense so keen Masked goblins saunter in shadows unseen Wily Jack swills jade folds with florescent stream Billowing......

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...I have my constitution which exists in the tablets of my mind, It's not an illusion, but an ally, a friend, A guide to perfection, Perverts the way of the pervert, A guide to perfection for the immor......

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