Sounding Poems - Poems about Sounding

Poetry is the journal of the sea animal living on land, wanting to fly in the air. Poetry is a search for syllables to shoot at the barriers of the unknown and the unknowable. Poetry is a phantom script telling how rainbows are made and why they go away. ~ Carl Sandburg Poetry is a lesson...

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Soul Sounding I have felt my soul Solid Within me Lighten, Ascend Into God’s focus Into communion That all my spirit and being Be known by Him… Thus, often I have heard My soul to coo, to whisper, To...

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Hottest month, the roads are dust Gardens are drying up from drought I’m talking about this 2022 August Sun beating down with a heavy clout Mercury thermometer’s about to bust! August is the hottest ever on record Global warming is undisputedly real The U.S.’d better join the Paris Accord Despite what conspiracists may feel The world must sound a unified chord Written August 6,...

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Eatery Publix Unitio, or other wise known as the e.p.u.. they offer waffle fried mash potatoes ...

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SOUNDING & DIVING A man remembers for the rest of his life the details of the boat that hauled him to safety from a faltering ship He remembers, too, the loquacious friend with the comforting words and sincere concern who in time of crisis fashioned an assistance self-serving and false – an exquisite life raft on a very short rope She always said she...

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I am adamant hi cringe at the thought of dirty feet I am biased and subconscious of crimson vegetable beets No longer nowhere do you find coconut treats Chocolate covered crimson beige grasshopper leaves While ants are scrimmaging laterally liking playing football And bees are buzzing around making a buzzzzz sound Fluttering butterflies fluttering flattering floating around above the ground the...

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Dressed to impress, nails cleaned hair combed shoes polished and wearing cologne Everything in his mind rehearsed but whatever he said come out for the worst Did you like my big gas guzzling machine My views are extreme green You look even prettier today Was I uglier then Have you lost weight ...

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Double Chained Sonnets (1.) Clock Sounding, Its Hum Of Tick-Tock, Tick-Tock, Double Chained Sonnets World, our existence, more than mere charades charades of fantasy, dreams and parades parades often growing beyond the pale pale in reality, to pits of hell. Hell born of deepest darkness, lies one rides rides of vanities, sin of mortal prides prides born of aching heart's truth deep inside inside...

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rooster sounding off ...

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Lazily, disdaining up above the sky to pursue As the setting of the sun is to indolent to hold Such a tournament is lengthened and embedded in gold While the sun passively darkens for a night barbecue I sit beneath a silvery moon hearing barking hounds for some men have orgies near the Genious of the South with blood-shot eyes and...

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to us was sounding, Like heart that had been pounding...

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The sounds of words can shake the skies or cut an ego down to size, when knowing sages have their say of fitting words to seize the day, conveying wisdom from the wise. An avid versifier tries through orphic craft to harmonize with sense and lyric overlay the sounds of words. From inner cosmos may arise the wordless visions word defies that seek to find a...

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With a middle name as "Flag this Scapegoat," I best not be surprised bullied from cutthroat villains (supposedly kind hearted facilitators/ moderators, sans Facebook administrators, but woe whiz me hyperbole 4 lite dramatic affect), mine psyche stung, when months after months no incidents of lamentable discrimination did I experience until...early this last week in Feb. rue weary - BAM, many poems dispatched to various...

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When It Was Sounding What I heard when it was sounding, Music appearing to be so astounding, Every single bit, I loved all of it; All around me had been surrounding. Jim Horn...

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When Sounding and Writing Natural Seems like words people prefer to seek. Are natural ones to both write and speak; Not berate, And motivate; Programmed sound so boring and bleak. Jim Horn...

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