Statues Poems - Poems about Statues

Faithful few Filled the Firmament with Fundamental fervour Finally finding, through Fastidious fellowship, Future fanatical friends and Fulfilling the fine frequency Favourable for forgiveness. Finally....

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Wash away the sins of the father Release your head from the sand Try to start again Or ignore the reaching hand Who are you to judge over a body? A way of life? A face growing weary and thin? Restless, are we still so cold? Are we a plague to ourselves, made of mildew and mould? Pigment and porcelain statues refuse to...

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Outside drives of dude ranches or of hobby farms Cast statues of horses bred from Cortez' runaways. They stand in basket planted ferns to camouflage their hooves, Or rear atop a barn as though to jump into a circus pool. More at home on green way cityscapes. A scattered cavalry would save us from ourselves. With piercing stares, their riders try...

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You'll put up a statue and say I'm a poet When all of you worship what I'll never know it And go on to rhyming what's left in the moment When statues are showing the glow of the loment And I'll be impressed when the honor is mine And the statues are tumbling for the last of the rhyme...

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Burning and tearing down, statues, is to erase history... and this does not exist... The past must serve as an example... Statues that tell of human deeds or defects... do not deserve so much attention, but they tell what happened... So they must have the context explained...Everyone has the right to learn the truth......

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The garden statues come to life every night after the house is quiet and still and they roam through the hedgerows and hide behind the old willows and play their games and whisper among themselves ‘til first light....

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OVER UNDER INSIDE OUT (It still doesn’t fit) The hospital gown Makes Greek statues frown You can see it in their sculpted faces And they say in disgust That they always will trust The fig leaf that the gown replaces...

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If we can’t tell stories about our past —the future stays untold If judged by standards out of time —the fault beyond control Our history always both good and bad —correction on the rise What happened, happened, as time rolls on —and yesterday reminds (Independence Square Philadelphia: March, 2021)...

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harsh reality revenants of slavery reminders removed...

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Statues of Darwin David J Walker Cayotes claim what they can of The daylight hours hounded by the Windblown November sun Below the Mesa No better than the Blazing days of the summer Only colder Every rock looks the same Every plant a chameleon Every insect a meal in a race for Its life Here the world is cruelly honest About its business...

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Monumental statues so quickly torn down by radical, woke vision Truth, a ghost town Sewer workers' heroes too, have to go They carry out the 'Plans of the Man' Don't you know?... Located underground Can't tear those statues 'down' Will they be broken 'up?' ~ I hear a...

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I can only live in a garden where warped talons of tiger tulip petals mar unbroken lines of pastel shimmer, not where silent cerulean lakes float as though aloft in frames of polished stone to tell the cloudless sky, I'm your offspring. I smile for blighted statues mocked by companies of peonies effervescing in ballet and the coarse tusk of St Augustine thronged by emerald...

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Ravage our monuments, empowered dissidents. Endless entitlements, from spineless governments. In this era unplanned, by fathers of the land. Divided we stand, in moral wasteland....

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More on Statues There is an apparent urge To erase the markings of history Which appear to stain Visions of what should be.. History is a story appearing In our reading in this moment.. Often justifying doings as right Which can then be retold on This Fourth of July.. But..alas.. clinging assumptions Of division remain.. Statues are stories written In sidedness and division.. What if the urge to...

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Statues crumbling One after another Representing a history Now detested..crumble.. Crumbling before forces Of systemic purging.. These symbols of ego Rising in past eras Are seen in their Disregard for what Is most valuable in What We are in this Moment..We ask: Should all Statues of persons Be allowed to fade.. Allowing the fires we see To consume the vestiges Of glorified separation...?...

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