Terminus Poems - Poems about Terminus

...Just one dusk at the terminus, the hourglass will shatter. No more pain, no more suffering, just the silence of a penance without sentence. My feelings, a procession of punishments. My ......

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...Too many bruises to recall the story of my scars. Surviving all these disasters: an invaluable blessing. Remaining whole in this jungle where liars, hypocrites, and impostors thrive. ......

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...To that shadowed city round Come those that are sorrow bound In their multitudes alas Through a Terminus so vast For a city grim enabling Their eternal laboring From the parapets looking down ......

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...Sleeping, my darling. Laid out, my sweetheart. Cold. Memories of springtime, sappy. Doormat, dormant. Tolerance in the hush of Winter. No hurry to bud. A vine in Winter; Winter is slow. Just h......

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...In my chambers where phantasmagoria undulate not as vigilant watchers but as mnemonic parasites I ruminate— no longer a singular entity but a disjointed duality my qui......

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...Fragile fragments lachrymose, sanctified sapphire rivulets, lamentable malevolence of my fetters, is there a sanctuary from this tableau to which I am shackled as you cascade down the window pane? E......

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...Life is a journey to another place. We know from whence we start But not the destination. It lies somewhere, That terminus, Within the scope of time and space, Yet still may be, For some of us......

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... He discovered how to connect and merge, or such discovered him. His five senses did not become six, but a number closer to one. It came upon him, that he was one with everything, ......

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...An anticlimactic sexual event... with Barb Black née Beebee to help set the ghost of little Willy Brandt free (a non German, but germane fellow courtesy Craigslist classified personals of m......

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...falls raindrops reaching bitter cold grips my fingers winter takes my hand......

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...When doves cry There are so many tissues It's a blinding whiteness Whipping about With white wet feathers Falling asunder And laid to rest On the night grass below Since doves only sob Und......

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...Heaven I’ve began to envision the realm of dreams, where your weight is in the presence of the stars that gilsen oh so bright, Such a rocky start to how this began, with mustard size faith clench......

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...A leader is, of course, solid not a blind follower A leader is a true, real, genuine and patient analyzer A leader usually leads the pack or the caucus Follows common sense, the rules and laws of ......

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... Glide of Falcon broken, channel smoothed Transmission snap equals idle start Dysfunctional gypsy destitute Tricky situation screams for bird to depart T......

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...Ferocious inimitably potent fighter, The fictional tiger zestful might igniter; Guard of the Antarctic primeval savage land, Encircles by chasmal volcanoes, fire band...! Nuwali, a bright tribe......

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