Sprang Poems - Poems about Sprang

...Upon the eve of dying she could not speak. And all her opened tear ducts Sprang awake And flooded forth from The founts of creation A new sea. Oh, yes! She cried a sea of tears Because her......

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...LAO TZU ENGLISH TRANSLATIONS III The Valley Spirit by Lao Tzu, loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch The valley Spirit never runs dry, the river to whom all waters run: the Sp......

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...An unexceptional turning point in our marriage... unexpectedly came about, when possible prospect of the wife going to Puerto Rico by herself (for a fêted celebration of our eldest daughter ......

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...The Storm uttered his vengeful voice Breathing threats on all mortals below. With power he showed his flashing bolts And shook the earth with his mighty hands. The trees cried loudly as they......

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... Charles Dickens said it best, “It was the best of times, it was the worst of times,” a tale born in paroxysm and flame, where streets cried for liberty beneath the weight of tyranny, and histor......

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...Reality is let loose, Have fun in your caboose, Shy Adams and Eves, Taking off fig leaves.... You invented all that. All junior copy cats, No one even grieves. Taking off fig leaves.... Henc......

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... I don’t think I have ever written another poem of such emotional intensity! I was bedridden for almost four months. It was at such a desperate moment that I thought of scribbling down my feelings o......

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... In the old graveled alley, overgrown with weeds, at footfall, locusts sprang and leaped, triggering a riot. But soon their swelling motion subsided like fried popcorn on a skillet......

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...I journey from the mountains to the plains hoping to see you again, I measure every footprints along the tracks, mapping out the distance that I have got, and somewhere in the clouds, the moon was da......

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...The wench was eagerly thrown overboard Why did you do that? I asked Captain McCord That dolly said a pumpkin is an overgrown gourd The wench sprang from the sea carrying a sword Became the new pi......

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...CHAKRAS BOLD HE designed root red via a laugh so raucous creating world wild rumbling random rubies rolled ruling red thunderous winds whirling shimmering shocking floods Emperor Suprem......

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... In the beginning… There was a tree One day, a single seed fell upon fertile ground A falling leaf covered and caressed it tenderly Sunshine and rain brought it abundant nourishment the wind......

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...I plant a seed by the sea and allow faith and courage to water it for thee I watch it grow with the passing wind until the heaven above move the substance within and the avenue of hope breaks through......

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...A wizened boy who lived at seventy-two Oak Relaxed in his tub with a lemon salt soak Ate a curly pretzel, downed a harsh throat coke An honest child who sprang from truthful folk Dressed himsel......

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... His logic was not the kind that sprang from a sound mind. To wit, he defined a catalyst as a feline specialist; and of course by his logic (and now yours), concluded that an analyst must l......

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