Sweepings Poems - Poems about Sweepings

...Often the rain has something to say to me, but this rainy day it is hyperactively neurotic. Each of my shoes are waterlogged by a squelching sky-fall. Then again there is the soggy dribble w......

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...With as little thought, think you Can be brushed aside All their concerns, as waste of Sweepings to one side? Then have you not once witnessed The regard given To duck clans, a road, crossing......

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...A spider thin calligraphy, a varicose script upon the shallow sheen of mortality. Are these the genetics of a divine act arriving as green stems, weeds and blooms all in a tangle? A scratchy n......

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...He has always lived here. Scarred in his tenement jail and locked within the dreams of forgotten children. He has always walked here. In lane and yard, he strolls and sings his mournful song ......

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...Thresholds curl into entrances where damp crows circle. I can see through the hedge where the wind is barelegged. A groundhog carries sparrow bones from the bare shelves of dawn. Hallow......

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...Nor Usman’s treasure-chest you own, Nor Ali’s empty bowl, With spirits of such great forbears, What kinship has your soul? The honoured of their times, they lived, For theirs was true iman, You li......

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...a thing beyond, once kept close now an aberration a cipher in patterns of dust in the sweepings of my yesterdays, a happening that has become history......

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...Heed then the touch of certainty That mellows in uncertainty There is a strange reason why change Fabricates an odd feeling strange Embrace the conflict that confronts As soul and mind a......

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...Against a fence, glib looks descend; somethings will not mend. Pockets empty, belly too, fill it With sweepings, firewood chopped From dried old yew. Ignomeny? Plain to see. The past C......

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...Haunted... glowing foot falls on the dusted wooden planks cross the bridge following them I swing around enormous trees skirt quickly...trying to catch up were we holding hands as we walked ......

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...In blessed calm I rest pink and pale and soft and light The sun rises and I break open... smile at it a seed bursting to life I stretch my roots out beneath the surface spread wide and long and str......

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...Now I have discovered baloney and waffle listed under a words in relationship to nonsense. What other kinds of food can I find listed in reference to nonsense? Drivel lists foolishness, poppyco......

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