Underpin Poems - Poems about Underpin

... (A lone voice whispers) Every clock in here Even these old white wooden ones As they tick so regimentally Reminds me of you Every single second Every single minute Carries luminesc......

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...His love is where we begin His flesh where we enter in His death the payment for sin Rising from death the underpin Our faith must be put in play Trust in Him the only way To save us from jud......

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...Reset. Still, holding on to vocals borne on fresh sheets- feint and margin carry-all bookkeeps repeats... Blue veins run straight across, underpin where I melt my heart in cold fear's lo......

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... The visit to Monique the Medium on Christmas Day (A channelled voice whispers) Every clock in here These old faded white wooden ones Hanging on so many burnt out trees That litter th......

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...For if my heart Were such as this With taste and tears On every kiss It could explain Each reason why The love lorne layers Do testify To pungent faith Flavoursome hope Formed in the da......

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...Despite the pulsing pirouette of urban thresholds, coruscating catalyst amid detachment, of golden spoke carousel magnetism, circle-shape swivel platform roundabout, that spreads incipient wish f......

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...The death penalty, a practice rooted in antiquity, continues to evoke controversy and ethical dilemmas in modern society. Despite its purported role in deterring crime and administering justice, the ......

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...A blow is smote, the poet wrote Lines appear, almost innate, from pen upon The paper A yearning presence presses in with thoughts And visions; senses spin, much to ponder? The coldness So impers......

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...Assumed best in all people under sun, Generous with love, the Fish never done. Every true smile was his only desire; Never thought to be target of fire. Truth be told maybe some were just evil.......

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...I me 2 Am fiercely competitive as well Suppose that is not so much a new But commonality thread That bonds us together Surely makes us in fact human Like string flaccidly detached......

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...Victim written all over me But strength lies deep within Unsure who I should set free Whose heart my actions underpin Which ego is my alter At which altar do I pray Who holds me when I falter ......

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...LONGEVITY a radiance to enlarge   with time the  symbol  of continuity to flourish  &  shape imagination afresh to amuse   perhaps unexpectedly  casual affection in  an  encounter......

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...Hilda my partner turned in her bed as the early morning train hurtled by at breakneck speed sending tremors round our dwelling. Those long flowing tresses embrace the shafts of first light so enthus......

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...Bones and their ash remain, retain and nourish the under-croft, the terrain. The meadow green. Bones replant. The dead feed the living, and the living cut down the living to feed themselves.......

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...they disturb, deep behind my sleeping eyes ...... retune my tautened strings, replay my frets vignette movies spin reels of dreams discovering fresh slants on shadowy delight the foreb......

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