Substrate Poems - Poems about Substrate

...As energy accumulates, It also creates, Operates, In different states. Obtaining traits, Learning to propagate, Designing a substrate, Continuing to circulate. It starts to vi......

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... - Summer rain is a passing moment ~ which will soon be pierced by sun rays - quote by po......

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...He was magnificent and Augustus came from the multiplicity of ages today's light, I actually appreciate glowing ancient infant II Made of carbon and poetry, substrate, substanti......

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...she offered substrate he donated the enzyme they bear fruits in life......

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...If depression was a garden and hope was a flower, It wouldn't bloom here. It would decay and rot from the inside. Petals fragile crumbling Never soft, never vibrant Grey. The garden isn't all t......

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...A lake is slumbering beneath a halcyon sky, This land has no daybreak nor blackness vie. Angst crusts float on their substrate surface, Able and pallid, it defends an idyllic space. ......

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...The majority of mine lxiii years expended delving deep into imagination, yours truly escaped, loosed, thwarted... reality courtesy bookland roaming cerebral cortex terra firmae did not amp pu......

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...I met her on a solemn Autumn night, many moons ago A night I didn't remember- a night I thought nothing of It's funny People leave an impression as time passes Time: with its sactions and laws-......

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...LXII+ years old and he still carries a security blanket Move over Linus Van Pelt of Peanuts fame, cuz yours truly also psychologically lame since prepubescence mine noticeably long hair de......

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...On a grassy verge above the surging rill she stood fair haired and proud, three leaf clover substrate at her toes. Clutching saline bouquets I had plucked from my neighbours walk-in green house......

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...A sultry summer heat hangs in the air; July’s hot sun now takes her final bow. Across the bar the sparks fly ‘tween the pair as searching eyes are seeking to avow the longing heat that burns so d......

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...Yet with the recent collapse of the garden estate, Abe knew The devil had appeared down, in, up out the chimney flue As a result Eve had lost the Rose, petals fallin' to the ground His brother Cai......

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...... things observed, thoughts of change, Drawing life...subjective sketch of charcoal. If only she’ll be still, wild and strange. The tilt of chin, may one rearrange? Through th......

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...Deep into the bowels of existence I look. Deep into time. Deep into substance. Deep into reality I stare. Others stare back. Others looking. Throughout time. Others looking for ans......

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...Opportunity hobnobs with doors That open when it knocks Bypassing entrances That dither watching clocks, counting spokes Enabling opportunity to hobnob with eyes Primed to spot the oncoming op......

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