Tributaries Poems - Poems about Tributaries

...Death bids me welcome Into his tended garden Where quiet plots of bramble clots House names now long forgotten. Engravings faded, darkened serifs Tower over brighter plaques Sooted over gen......

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... “as we passed her she did wilt which caused in us sense of guilt since our stance perhaps did cause to put her heart’s joy on pause though we’re gentle, not hostile ......

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...Verbal irrigation streams that rush and flow Tributaries far and wide messages in tow Watering the wasteland Arid lulls retreat Freeing what the silence hides and reticence — defe......

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...(A lone voice writes) Some whisper and will In secret occult circles About these sad days of 2025 That Humanity will fall into unruly petulant desire Consumed and devoured by a blazing ......

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... (A lone voice whispers) Dare you name them, or are they just fleeting memories or impressions? For muses come in many forms, and this relates to all those emotional tributaries. ......

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... Sweeping into the lowlands The river ran effortlessly As the snow melted away Running in a rage of glory A quest set forth To feed the valley of life sustained From the cold despair Each......

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...I'm torn in poetry ~ like a fractured syllable scattered across altars of glistening gold, mirroring the maskless faces of those, who once sold their sanctity for sins. Perhaps, the......

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...Choking noble light held by the hands of Fate As deceived Persephone enters Hade’s gate The burning suns falling through the universe. ......

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...“Women can change better’n a man,” Ma said soothingly. “Woman got all her life in her arms. Man got it all in his head.” “Man, he lives in jerks-baby born an’ a man dies, an’ that’s a jerk-gets a fa......

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... When the sun hangs low by scarlet-threaded silk, you'll find my soul waltzing in the womb of woodland like a viking warrior, where I'm rooted ~ beyond decaying diamonds, as life unfo......

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...Like a river that carves its way,  The language flows; learning starts each day.  Babbles of sound, first words take flight,  A gurgling stream, bathed in morning's light.   Sentences grow as......

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...I eased our kayak into the river of lies. There was me, Dave and Jim, experienced guys. The current grew stronger, Jim said he would quit, He said it felt wrong, the scene didn't fit. Dave urge......

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... Damaging winds whip and slash, whirling wild, drenching rain, Roads decimated come to standstill, as gushing floods reign, Inundating swollen terrains, roiling deluge of a tenebrous day, As tree......

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..."Forget injuries, never forget kindnesses" - Confucius With the flowing stream of my being, tributaries join Chrystal clear or coal like black, I embrace them all gladly. Each atom of my existe......

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... Title 3/ Confluence Quote:  Forget injuries, never forget kindnesses. Confucius In the poetic story of my life, I hesitate and ponder 'don't be so obvious,' but whatever I am thinking......

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