Spectator Poems - Poems about Spectator

One has a pair of wings the other none, both possess a different shade of beauty. That bird’s able to fly the man can run, to each the other’s life seems so easy. The man can relay ancient stories spun as birdsong jams decorating the Sun. Both will capture the spirit of nature while enjoying the role of spectator....

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Weeping and tears for the dead hero It was when mother watched a film true So big eyes when watched Same one in next fussed Asked," How do the dead come to film foe?" February 25, 2023 Put Your Best (ONE) Limerick Forward (be like Rico Leffanta) Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Andrea Dietrich...

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Rising From the sand Modified glass An unusual spark Passing over A shifting wait Leaving a trace Open incite Spilling out A whisper Rising Wets The Lips....

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windowframe allows seasons to change, seen through it... a mute spectator 24.7.2020...

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Words emerging from your quill, Blazing with effulgence, Capering and crooning around, In harmony or in dissonance. Rhyming in a golden cage, Flying around in splendid colors, Or, in a greenish meadow, Flying away in divine freedom. The beads of words will last long, In our minds, if threaded strong Whether structured or unstructured As I know, I’m your spectator. Honorable Mention in STRAND no 650 any...

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The Spectator Like, once I said I watch You climb the ladder with steps made of words And once you wear the crown I’ll still be watching Smiling and applauding Among the audience Wishing goodness Deep inside that corner of my heart -puvi- (9/9/2016)...

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0ctober 17 2012 ------------------------- Hidden away from any light Hides a spectator, awaiting to fright He lives in the room-in the closet and corners He waits until there is no light Frozen with fear-it's going to be a long night Whispers, creaks, unexplainable noises enchant the darkness Forever haunted by this unseen enmity A mass of darkness never to leave And alone-always alone I sit...

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the hour late, I hesitate to lift the shield of isolation the walls lean in, as if to hear they make believe, by breathing hard, as if they sleep, but I am wise to them, I am... I know the sound, I know of eyes... these walls have souls that live within the air is solid, the light is dim beyond my...

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The moon, she dips behind the hill. She hides from me, and always will. And in the glass I see my eyes Two ghosts of love and empty lies. The road is lost beneath my feet As I keep watch where heavens meet. And signs instruct: Avoid the Ice, Keep your Distance. Good advice....

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Should I here ... Knowing full well ... Whatever such phrase as this can mean .. Yet I contemplate That you may have no teeth for it This in me a sudden swell To tell and tell and tell Without the telling of a tell I can see you now Trying to see me More than I am I shall not let you crucify my mind Purging...

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Skyblue oh skyblue Everlasting seer of all ...

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Shooting stars, like arrows from a bow A Cosmic romance by heavens design I am but a spectator To loves common denominator The sun, eclipsed of white to reveal night A master plan, fate and destiny dealing cards I am but a spectator To loves common denominator Celestial voices whispering For the present and the past To loves common denominator I am but a spectator Moonlight Shines,...

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