Strews Poems - Poems about Strews

..."Death is the mother of beauty;" Death as nothing is not separate from beauty~ death is mother appearing as beauty~ resulting in This as it is~~~ She says, “......

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...after 'Berck-Plage' by Sylvia Plath (1) A sheet of glass, this expanse of water. How its tranquillity mocks my unrest. Bloated beachballs and balloons travel the park and......

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... Line of inquiry: “we look for that light eternal that does not come and go the screen upon which life plays cognised in staid stillness slow” ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Blanket of s......

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..."Can you feel the soul of an abandoned house; can you hear the whispering? " Quote by _Constance La France I suspect that most major cities have abandoned houses. I have lived in three large ......

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...Sandro Botticelli's masterpiece Primarvera painted in 1478 with no clear explanation for the combination of characters it is to be viewed left to right the bright co......

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...Once a Christmas The sun was blood red looked like a big wound on the flank of an elephant shot by poachers. Dripped blood on white, wholly cloud which slowly turns red as the bandage of a fat......

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...Cold weather front A few good days fooled us the cold weather returned we thought it was early spring. I worried if my almond tree had its buds been damaged and will not bloom and strews petal......

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...Electorate witnesses wounded beast... flailing, lurching, and writhing in throes of agony Trumpets blare acknowledging crack hunters lucky strike, i.e. bullseye salvo shot at innocuous yet bru......

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...My wife, my huntress, rides the Holy Wind, But still, daisies adorn her thick brown hair! Her muslin robes blow out, her hair's unpinned, Let dark thoughts try to chase her, if they dare! For she......

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...I yearn for shades of Autumn and all that it could bring the chromis strews of redding bricks the chilly burrr Blushing apples high as kites tied to apron strings and acorns full of french be......

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...The inky black water sucks her in further As she descends into the black depths of the abyss Cloying dark swirls cover her head as soundlessly it reaches Possessing her every inhalation – ......

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...Just tell me, How can I feel Your inebriating scent; Strews round the ambiance, Communicates feelings of touch; Arouses senses, Oft I wish to feel; But sadly you conceal, In heart shaped saf......

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...I, my me, The identity; Strews odour, As floret rose; Folks judge By the virtues, Of my me; © Sadashivan Nair......

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...Spirit of mom, Follows me; Strews her odour Revealing presence; The supple spirit, Tickles me, Gives touch of her feel; She feels me, Solaces me day and night, Embraces my heart and soul; C......

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...Ambiance flourish, Strews cool odour of spring; Feelings swing in inebriation; Dreams too flow, In the drift of bliss; All seem awesome, Feel like life in paradise; Narcissism blinds our eye......

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