Tangible Poems - Poems about Tangible

In the corridors of a muddled mind, Within the condensation of a thick fog, I often find, A relapsed presence, a menopause In life, an uncertainty Of kind, Where good and evil dined. Poetry is the release for such a mind For it abides, Inside the realms of the unknown, Hands you a key to reach, Un-reckoned heights, Ventures into twilight, The beginning or end almost tangible, The...

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The Reflection of light to.. A sanctimonious imposed Tyranny, A stifling Medical spellbinding idiocracy, Of a State Sanctioned Nihilism that couldn't stand the irony, Sycophant Pagan philistines, consume all that doesn't move, Our Impetuous gullibility now notwithstanding, We cannot though argue, nor in fact - disprove, But however your view, with all of today's branding, Perception...

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Life is like a hurdle race Tangible and invisible hurdles In your way Even a childhood dream isn't simple If you have passed all the hurdles The world will be your oyster But sometimes as you look back You found that you have failed some And you didn't jump the last hurdle Because the whistle blew And already time's up...

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It's always A tangible line Past leaving And being left Behind It's ransomed At ready With no deal On the crook And makes for A mention Beyond the less Or the look It's never Outspoken Yet the clear's An afar In whispers Not ready To see best Past a scar It withers And witnesses For the cause With a stain Yet always It answers For the sweet With a name It's elsewhere And closer For the next With a how Then away In a steady Of a near For a now It's...

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An Animal Tangible with a Cannibal knew an animal we think can be tangible with a cannibal what we said out loud about things are always proud to God have head bowed heard that a bunch of Indians who are half assed were called semi holes have called home a lodge ran over in my garage now need a massage say it enough times everyone will believe...

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tassels of maple flower in mentle green shower of pearl a rosier hue ...

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Less tangible than air but they live everywhere with an impact more real than iron and steel No shadows they cast though the sun blazes past nor substance to block the light that they mock Yet block it they do and obscure it from view with their energies dark and their beastly mark Sworn enemies of man and God and His plan They delight as we mourn our slaughtered unborn The...

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Confession by Michael R. Burch What shall I say to you, to confess, words? Words that can never express anything close to what I feel? For words that seem tangible, real, when I think them become vaguely surreal when I put ink to them. And words that I thought that I knew, like "love" and "devotion" never ring true. While "passion" sounds strangely like the latest fashion or...

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As we look forward to a (Revolution) in living and loving the retired life. I was hoping my wife, who is teaching me how to speak toddler. Would lead me to a (Spontaneous) (Fixation), to (Patronize) our two year old granddaughter, and (Navigate) the (Portal) of some (Tangible)(Intrigue). And provide the older grand kids with some exciting games and entertainment....

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We patronize those ships that traverse these oceans, for they sustain a set schedule and not as spontaneous as others. Their fixation of the seas proves their genuineness and the portal to our harbor, is easy to navigate. That revelation fixed the mood for intrigue amongst the crew of the ship while they go portside tangible to their sister ship. Our...

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Never mind... what people you don't know from Adam, or from a can of paint think of you. Negative or...

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The cold air grips at my lips for survival As the night slowly pours over the land Sleepy stars playing peek-a-boo with forlorn clouds The broken moon tilts and wanes and shadow puppets contort and dance in delight Sounds stretch and yawn and fold the air around me The silence is tangible The death of night wraps me in its weathered cloak hidden from...

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I want someone to trace the angles of my body without judging Touch very scar like I’m precious Deal with my temper without budging I want someone to look into my eyes and see my soul I want them to look at my wounds and still adore me I want them to know that I’m someone worth...

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A tangible love I love to love I've touched love one billion times I've held hands in every rhyme The rhythm of my heart betrays me With every palpitating poetic line Is it a sign? Of true love a love divine the will of the love Struck heart be done. I touched her face I've claimed A delicate space in her heart between The...

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In India some gods come in cast systems Deity solids molded Gold plated with a hint of soul Orange blossoms grow in China They touch and feel of divinity Italians keep images of Him on the mantle Crucifixes around the neck when they go out Enchanted Indonesians go bump in the dark They know when they hit into something old Embrace the cosmos Made of...

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