Sixth Poems - Poems about Sixth

In twilight's reach where shadows creep, Death stirs awake from a slumber deep. Shuffling the folds of it’s cloak For the courage to kill, choking life till smoke. Bits of maroon shattered mirror fell, And with it came down the magic of life’s spell. The search for guts led to revisiting death’s long-sealed heart. The film of love by life-giving life to...

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The day bled into dusk as I sat by the window and watched the sky fall into shadows. Trees silhouetted the yard. Trees silhouetted the yard, a late day of summer not yet fall a feeling of nothingness and I looked out the window as the day passed with a whisper. As the day passed with a whisper the sky turned amber for a moment and yard...

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Sans sixth (psychic) sense... poise zen dystopian rant This prognosticator doth predict potential based at current rate sinister debacle that will instantaneously annihilate, United States storied republic, which alarming horror points to instantaneous annihilation of America the beautiful; (ohm my dog) turbulent endemic chaotic spate within human race poised to strike doom and generate shock tummy once amp pull goldenlocks, now revealing a shiny baldpate erratic behavior attendant prescient intimations...

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The rulers' wild minds and beast masks on tight Were veiled in the looming night of their hands Even their knees could not run from the plight Air burned with a mother's cries across lands Soothed by kings' raining tears across the sands The planets and stars were splashed with Christ's blood The sun blotted out by their tearful...

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He held my hands, I wanted pulling away My heart beat is unstable, scared if I linger I wouldn't want to let go. Loneliness drove me into his arms, it wasn't my intention from inception. He felt safe like a well with no water, my emotions were as sky with no clouds, having mind of its own, as...

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In Memory of Ashli Babbitt Your name, to many, it matters not! Killed in the Capitol like a piece of rot. Against a wall, you……just standing. Capitol Police shot you, with Pelosi’s branding. What a great plan by the conspiratorial Left! Allow peaceful people...

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The mysterious third eye On your forehead Invisible A perception beyond ordinary sight Through deep meditation The sixth sense A feeling of incidence Beyond understanding And before its occurance An inspiration An invoke of a thought or an interest An astral vision To see the world of ghosts What are all these mysteries Beyond our wisdom and perception In this unfair world We'll just like to...

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*Image of Daniel in the Lion's Den by Peter Paul Reubens. The Sixth of Daniel Walketh I, thy path of righteousness, beheld His glory, Lifted me upon thy pedestal, godsends didst overflow, Name I lord overseer to a third of the Medes kingdom, King Darius favor astir cohorts to envy, concoct ruses, Deceptive intrigue dupes, prayers to induce him alone, Ruling ricochets...

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LIFE IS GREAT FANTASTIC INCREDIBLE AND AT TIMES UNBELIEVABLE. FOR HUNDREDS OF YEARS I THOUGHT EVERYONE HAD SIX SENSES APPARENTLY NOT. ARE YOU THE ONLY OTHER ? I'M NOT REALLY SURE WHAT HAPPENED. WAS IT MISPLACED? MAYBE IT WAS LOST. MAYBE IT WAS LEFT BEHIND. MAYBE IT BECAME OBSOLETE AND DIS-RE-GAR-DED. I DO WONDER HOW IS IT STILL POSSIBLE PEOPLE STILL MAKE IT THROUGH THE DAY AND LIFE UNHARMED AND ALIVE WITH OUT...

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I hear loud clamoring and yelling. It sounds like a rumble in the school hallway. I know it is the older students. The young ones do not dare. YOU’RE FIRED! Someone yells. You’re going to jail! says another voice. Lots of snickering and laughing. Maniacal giggling. It is not this funny. Joy in the hallway because it is Friday. Kindergarteners are on the other...

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A year ago today we watched A shocking insurrection As crowds attacked the Capitol To challenge the election. To mark the date, the President This morning gave a speech Reminding all Americans Whose lies propelled that breach. The words he used left little doubt Of who deserves the blame Although he never uttered once His predecessor’s name. The saddest thing to me is that America’s divide Remains as strong...

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November 13th, 2021 - Happy eighty sixth birthday to my long deceased mom... Harriet Harris née Kuritsky My mother succumbed to a terminal illness two score minus three orbitz passed away no matter she fought tooth and nail to keep ovarian/uterine cancer at bay disease metastasized throughout major organs, hence demise found grim reaper to carry her Bag of Bones into The Dead Zone...

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The sixth graders were the next to shop. They were a small but mighty group. They left more loudly than they arrived. It was great to see them! So many said thank you. It was marvelous to be given the gift of their manners. They are gone now; the auditorium is silent. Feeling sad, wishing her seats were filled. Aha! We hear children...

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Given only six lines to write a poem... How can I possibly put so many thoughts into words with so little room to write I have so much to tell and so very much to share With my elbow on the table and my finger tips resting lightly on my forehead... I can only write what...

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You can trust what you see, appearances are the ones that less deceive when you feel......

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