Throngs Poems - Poems about Throngs

...In the throngs of life, peace resides. Heed the wisdom of ancestors' stride. Their hearts spoke truths, words flowed free, Like rivers wild, their voices be. Look around, signs abound, In pres......

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... If there's one thing to remember as you travel life's highway We're all made of the same stuff Bones, skin, hair, and smashing good looks Oops sorry, not everyone is blessed with good ......

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...American madness, a fury unbound, A lost nation teeters beyond solid ground. We've crossed the stark line, flags droop low and still, The hour grows late; has reason lost its will? I walk as a ......

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...My brothers, sisters, all of this I’ve seen As every day across the sky I’ve been. Whilst you have watched the flowers gleam and grow, ‘Twas I that held the lamp that made them so. And I have we......

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...Wandering off drifting hither and yon Stumbling without purpose through maddening throngs Askant in reflection devoid of all thought The badlands awaiting — eternity fraught (Dreamsleep:......

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...Sappho Translations IX Sappho, fragment 17 translation by Michael R. Burch Hear me, Queen Hera, as your delightful festival nears, you to whom the sons of Atreus performed vows, those dazz......

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...Sappho Translations IV by Michael R. Burch Sappho, fragment 133 translation by Michael R. Burch Blushing bride, brimful of rose-petaled love, brightest jewel of the Goddess of Paphos, come t......

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...Yosemite enchants us with her beauty, And throngs take two-dimensional pictures To fill 8x10 frames and social sites. She speaks with water and light, but only iPhones listen – for few sit quie......

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...Just a girl child, just a woman. After all's said or done - a human running through open mind fields patched with white wheat yield. Seeds sown groan-grown piecemeal pockets among throngs of l......

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...Joan Marlowe was eight years old, and loved the smiling, happy people; As green pines love chattering redbirds, when an orange sun is gleeful. And yet, when some found they were too busy,......

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...Betrayal stings, a bitter wound, A trust shattered, A heart marooned. Once embraced now pushed aside, a disbelief we all confide. But rise we shall, from ashes, strong. a lesson learned, resilie......

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... When dragons ruled the atmosphere gliding here, and then flying there. No battle waged on kingdoms where the magical beasts made their lair. The wind blew strong beneath their wings, ......

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... In the middle of a hot summer morning upon my return from the beach throngs of people trudging through on a busy Sunday, by the water quay My heart so heavy laden that it doesn't speak ......

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...Contemplative bliss communes with the serene, into the spirit of the placid marine crystalized in my mind. As the sun’s reflection spreads glitter upon its open sea, throngs milling to the melodio......

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...It's roots are a foothold To a mainstay stem That shoots arms so strong To hold person and string Rope and note in his bag Dire fully, he scrutinizes it Till he locates a stronger hand Fit t......

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