Thurible Poems - Poems about Thurible

... as chopsticks for soup like a monkey eating scotch bonnets you have to want it good luck is a myth thin as a Theban cookie as your skin if you don't get it checked-off triggers in ac......

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...A body abandoned needs to mourns its last breath in death a heart cast aside still aches to meet its last beat and a free spirit yearns for a winged monarch moment to fly in the spirit of f......

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...Silver and gold in a black Pellegrina cape He moved like a bat flapping to escape The thurible swinging as the smoke trailed out His words floated across the congregation in a shout The altar b......

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...The thurible swings tufts of incense dually cross the four winds converse darkness etch my bones he is home......

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...before the beginning, aches burnt slow fuses in blood shrapnel'd fog, salted feet tread spattered rain, as men held spent while veiled mothers wept; growth rings sat lonely on soot tarnished wal......

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...They dance. They tantalize. They titillate the upper reaches of my mind, where marvelous and airy things assemble just to mock my consciousness as if to throw an acorn down and laugh to see if I resp......

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