Tapered Poems - Poems about Tapered

...We journeyed then as whim behooved, Our lives were eddies, wind and play; Great hearts were we, so far removed Whence any mortal thought might stray. And sunlight streamed upon our souls, And st......

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... Emotional Burdens Set Sail on Dark Waters Lagoon Adrift, Under the Soft Light of the Waxing Crescent Moon Subtle the Reflection, the Tapered Lunar Gently Glistened Dark and Murky Ethereal Wate......

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...The calling gull leaves her nest her wild magic cleaves the nimbus. An avian aerialist suspended aloft she sails on tapered ribbons of cirrus silk, ruffled sea breeze ironed ‘neath her lustrous ......

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...Its wings were double fronds of gauzy green, its fragile form a long and tapered flair— this fallen dragonfly I had not seen before, when I had walked out on my stair. I bent and saw that it was ......

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... In the archaic anchorage of the wayward mind, isolated from the righteous roots of transcendental inviolability by the dislodging drive of the deriding desires, untamed instincts shroud......

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... In the archaic anchorage of the wayward mind, isolated from the righteous roots of inviolability by the dislodging drive of the deriding desires, untamed instincts shroud the senses in disdai......

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... Yesterday's Flame The candle’s flame still dances with the breeze and casts her playful shadows on the wall that pique imaginations with a tease and bring back ancient memories......

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...Lord…. Thee…. Guide me Walk my path Waiting for my bath Twiddling my thumbs cause I fear me Yearning for a hut where all those sounds are tapered shut Please erase such a gut from such controv......

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...Memories of sweet October Finding time with my li'l sister We surfed on road with time, like race Light on her face's my saving grace We travelled on a cobbled road Uphill, on a garden so ......

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...The wind is sitting on the branches of time turning its head on every corner while the daffodils are jumping and prancing in the flower bed. I could see something moving in the sky blazing through th......

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...When the moon crochets a pattern so subtle that I think I can hear it; This is fluid feeling; this is a force I cannot replicate. A calm silence in the silence- I can feel it. You’re in love an......

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...In the last hours of a sunset rendezvous By the sacred ponds of mabweadziva… Sunset peaks out after rain Wonders around, the pond reflects of colors bursting forth anew to fight the fading sp......

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...Yesterday, the rustic multicolored foliage was scattered about the ground; basting and glistening beneath the tamed fall sun, taking their rest. The long days of summer had been harsh on them. For......

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...The Angel of Death skims blacker than tar A skeletal knock overturning a bowl of oats Smelling of frankincense and ashes To carry you to a yellow field of wheat Where you will dance with radiant......

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...Nothing like a rousing game of spin the dolls leg on a humid summer night to bring a little bit of joy into an otherwise uneventful evening. The game piece acquired from one of the triplet dol......

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