Slipstreams Poems - Poems about Slipstreams

...As one perceives the trees leaves, An elegant green gleams. Screaming yellow sunbeams, Downloading data streams, As we drift into daydreams. Our spirit slipstreams, Into the Supreme......

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...Side-walk treks along concrete ribbons. Listening to the passing cars, to the slipstreams of travelling minds, their encapsulated lives humming electrically just as mine. I don't know this par......

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...rabbit on the run a chase a blurred streak a sneak-attack rips through a stretched skin of electric fear slipstreams of instinct give it a path to flee upon earth springs-up leaps ahea......

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...All night unto dawn a gentle sweetness – a soft rain a comforting... slow dreaming droplets in a watery falling. I overhear soccer moms backing-out ......

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...All night unto dawn, a gentle sadness, a comforting... a dreaming rain falling, as the world recalls its ancient roots. I listen to soccer moms backing-out of driveways, the ......

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...All night unto dawn a gentle sadness a comforting... there is a dreaming rain falling it is younger than morning mist it is the first and last teardrop as the world recalls its ancien......

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...Too busy they were the passing conglomerate focused on pavement eyes ever forward with their get there stare of hedonistic servitude trailing their marching tempo of mobile phones hard in the g......

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...A Better Production Broad way’s wayward journey fares well this coming year The program a blank sheet but for turning tides to and fro a logo free to script amend and cherish from the strai......

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...Call me wind song Hear my mantra chanting Over the chimes Ringing you to sleep Softly covering you In blanketing breeze Carrying pollen dreams Call me wind dancer Across the water ways Str......

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...HE: I felt so alive for a minute there. The moonlight struck your face. Beauty fired my senses, arousing. SHE: Tell me, I need to know you care. HE: What will that tell you, what will it mean? W......

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...“When the seasons become one, you will know the end is near.” --old Biblical proverb Ginseng moon pollens night. How long has it been? Your death still an enig......

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