Swelters Poems - Poems about Swelters

...Why brought they flowers to a witch's grave With greening foliage and color bursts, With drab, dark pigments that white lilies save? Nail tight the coffin, Lest we all be cursed. Atop the new ......

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...Fading photographs are strewn across alabaster tabletops, drenched in moonlight streaming through rustling curtains. Snow owls call out to each other through the whistling wind, as flakes of......

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...The old wood framed home stood stark and abandoned, a shell of herself, where now new homes were standing.. Rotted roped windows wept with the rains and rattled and trembled with each passing trai......

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...Conjuring and challenging my silly, puny solitude… Enduring and foliage of squalid grief…left me in the nude of the wintertime Sometimes, I wander…I wonder…I ponder so good I am naughty this wint......

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...Saffron sunbeam swelters and sway. Vividly scattering its burgeoning brightness. Aurora is splendid, the dawning on our day Awarding us admiration, now till darkness. Magical orchid......

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...Fall Of Autumn The deep south, confused summer, autumn's blight, Nature's microwave is on overdrive, Dog day noons, sultry dusk undress the night, Escapist schemes, routes no......

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...If I sigh I will bleed And if I bleed something will cry I would rather it swelters in the undying heat, ice in the brazen freeze, and stay the stolen relief but not cry. I would rather it ......

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...The pungence of heartbreak swelters in the tangled dreadlocks of love-lies-bleeding Take me somewhere exotic to breathe not the foul aroma of disappointment and despair Show me fields laced with......

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...Lets start a fire for all the world to see The flames so bright they break the night and glisten gleefully Lets start a fire to Break the chains and molds The heat so great it melts the forms ......

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... We lie together, you there, me here. I reach for you and you, melting into your pillow, pull away turning slowly, your message is clear, there is nothing, just emotional disarr......

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...August is ending with a heat that gives no mercy to the land or man so intense that the air swelters off the river into the tree tops, looking ahead, its as if we are passing through the gossamer o......

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...The pines turn brown, and the needles fall, the scrub jays are nesting, to their loved ones they call. The crisp morning air, the heat of the day, the rustling leaves are deafening, the tree......

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...The city swelters mercury nearing 100 degrees The crowds are really feeling the hear Steam rises from the street As workers with shovels dig out the asphalt Urban hear is something you remember Th......

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...Children here have the life-span of flies But leave no Where flies squat a trail of sickness Breeds in the sharing of their space The same agony of shame on each face Death is loud here and we ar......

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...Sticky, humid, skin Sweltering inferno blaze Summer has no wind The flies are dizzy Joy hums from each piazza Two views of day's rot The hydrant founts glee No rain promised in the sky W......

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