Goodbye Symbolism Poems

RIVERBANK

The river of life flows fast toward the weir
This scene is now reality, not a pantomime
So smile for the ferryman as he draws near

Is that...

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the sun was burning with love for the moon, 
and the moon shone so brightly just for the sun. 
they would ever see each other...

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Respectfully, I'm about to be disrespectful because my feelings are hurt, being treated like dirt, and stepped on for the last time
It's okay because I...

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Time it catches up
To all of us I guess
You can try to avoid it
Or enjoy it like the rest
No matter what you try 
Father time...

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Memories in boxes 
By lady Arabella
 
As I sit here and go through all the boxes  I’ve made 
Each one holds a memory which...

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With something gone, with something missing-- 
an empty hole with an empty mind--
There's nothing to fill,
who wants it?

With something here, with something there—
with all knowing...

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My friend, don’t struggle so
Not much longer to go
No more working for the all-mighty buck
No more lusting after the…
Ahhh your dirty mind 
Will be the...

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A meeting of two moms can be a wonderful thing a meeting of two minds is a beautiful thing…

Shortly after we moved into our new...

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The one who controls the wind.
As a cushion for her feet
Drifted the dead dry leaves
Before her on the street,
Playfully lifted 
A lock of her hair,
Caressed...

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Many are dry tears behind smiling eyes...
Running hardened thoughts; mind softly endured,
To live whenever hopeful effort dies.
Only courage to proceed, breaths ensured.

The smiling face may...

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My thoughts drift...back 
...to days-long ago...
like faded photographs...
the sun is
bright... 
the day is brilliant and crisp...

I stand among the forest of lost moments
like, dear, that...

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The eyes of the two men then raised and met,
   As they looked at each other in the night.
   The glowing...

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An amber moon rises...
Hanging at the Edge of the World.
Against that oily old black sky;
Heaven's Infinite Stage.

Its Grace is old and precise.
A curious, hue of...

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The day is long as my time is short
I walk the course of vengeance with a heavy heart
I see the pillars of flame...?

I see the...

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I.  The coming storm…

Looking into the distance along a windswept beach. Feeling the vast vault of alabaster sky. High! Feeling the cooling winds, as...

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