Tansey Poems - Poems about Tansey

...hyperrealism takes bizarre to insane when we are right here but not in the frame I hold all the thoughts as well as none existentially observed by men with lab coats on the moment of glory when......

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...It is always comforting to know, As you grow That your childhood heroes, As fixed stars in the firmament, , Remain for stability In the changing aging of life But as they die off As, well......

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...Nobility Scouring for something to read Someone else to be, I am lost in this dark sparse room With nothing to do. Stuck in a neuronal loop Of the neurotic mind. I want to be noble. Fig......

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...Depression My depression is steep It is as a deep back lhole in space From which neither the light of dreams Nor a loud thunderous scream can escape. John Thomas Tansey......

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...Sacrifice My love has no edges it is like a great ripe fruit, both, sustaining and life giving Your love is a sword its' hilt as a cross both, protective but life taking. ......

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...Broken Like a wild stallion, that will not be saddled, spitting the bit, I bucked and threw every rider galloping toward the infinite open... With nostrils flaring, mane blowing, it was......

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...THE DEPTH AND THE DISTANCE A story of Divorce Because you would plumb only so deep Final Before returning, too soon, back to the top, Breathing in air And your preference to swim, ......

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...A child put to bed, In a large, dark room; At first, frightened But then, the door creaks, slightly ajar, Where a skant slant of light, carrying booms of laughter floods the room From......

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...THE MORTAL DILEMMA OF FAIRY TALES AND FIRE FLIES (Brandon, the world depends on the existence of fairy tales and fire flies, the simple kindness towards lesser things, the magnan......

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...I Fear the Day I fear the day the sheer length of it. It's call to actions and not words. Fearing it while it is and loving it when it is gone, right or wrong. ......

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...AUTUMN BIRDS Heading home, toward the sun; its long drawn-in breath of twilight, sucking the last gasps of birds toward its mouth, I glimpse a flock of sparrows, ......

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...White Weddings and Wet Funerals Final When I was young, And the world crisp, Through the crystalline cold Of November Morning At the parade And we were all caught i......

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...I have had my Fill with the Lifelessness of Winter I have had my fill of this winter, The lifelessness in its frost; Fingers stiff, face pale. It’s cold pain in the bone To......

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...Primal Language Speaking gutturally in the fractured Fragments of a foreign language, A tongue unknown to her She is come from another country gesturing with ......

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...Evening sets with self-delusion stirring the synapses with a steaming cup of coffee. A dimly lit oil lamp shrouded in Saffron casts the room in an amber hue where words meld like gold onto......

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