Skywards Poems - Poems about Skywards

...She thinned to vapour, blue as longing's edge, while we searched skywards, calling her lost name. Wind replied in whispers no one could catch– just hollow notes strung on a frayed thread. Now dus......

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...The name of every soul is written line by line, without highlights or underlining in the leaves of pages of the book of souls. The stone temples built by kings that rise to the heavens, fall......

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... DORMANT DREAMS, INTENSE - THEIR YEARNINGS The night has erupted in a thunderous bedlam. As it comes crashing, an unrelenting downpour, volcanic its intensity, lashing out its love......

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...Grey ribs arc skywards desiccated skin stretched taut curved spine embedded ......

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...Incense whispers drift skywards Echos amid the memory boxes. Prising lids off revealing recollection relics - Fragments labeled and categorised. I run my hand over each: Exploring the worn gro......

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...Incense whispers drift skywards Echos amid the memory boxes. Prising lids off revealing recollection relics - Fragments labeled and categorised. I run my hand over each: Exploring the worn gro......

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...Dandelion little bud soon will have a golden crown, taller this is bound to grow upwards, skywards to our sun, now ripened with blossom wide, unconcealed, too bold to hide, until the time is r......

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... Reverse Engineering a Surreal Eden. To grow a mountain, - - - - - right! In, an old jam jar, yeh right! Of clean soil, Soil! Isn’t that soiled? Such a seed could be, soiled and would be exc......

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...In the highest peak of my heavenly life I wanted to flow down Through the gates of my grave without any strife The place where I now drown I’ll never feel the warmth of the life-giving Even th......

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...Skywards of now Vultures on gilded wings hovering, striking secrets of the carrion evade Are you just tete to tete now the lines are drawn Large sephents over reach to a Gypsy flute......

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...an angel stands under a lonely pine showing the way to the lost souls the ones who innocently answered the king’s call and now flags fly half mast......

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...Called to journey Through the passageway of my heart I close the door and turn Exposing myself in full surrender Fuzzy whiteness vibrates around me A fleecy cocoon tickles my limbs I feel you......

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...A thin wisp Like fingers entwining Opening like a budding flower Skywards Taking a path, a grey meander Spooling and curling Relying on a gentle breeze For safe passage The momentary heat......

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...THE SWING (by Jean-Honoré Fragonard) I swing high up in the air, Dressed with opulence and flair, Smiling down at my lover, Who's glad to nearby hover, He takes his hat in h......

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...When those abominable moments in our lives come, my beloved brothers,   And with indignation our voice to heaven, in protest, we feel to raise   We have to remember the instances of happiness our......

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