Undulant Poems - Poems about Undulant

... undulant images dance over pallid walls, like a phantom ~ the night nurse appears. ......

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...In the tenebrous, xenial realm of the lake, where human cadavers oscillate, suspended by verdigris chains, a lamia of unholy provenance, orchestrates a gambits cavalcade. Each mortal she ensnares,......

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...The hem of her skirt, Billows, With her fond sweetness, As she upon her stilletos, Balances, Within, A diamond stillness, Her hem, Sighs, With a nostalgia, Of romance, In the undulant wi......

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...Did have each groady bare rare chair that men (9) would share in a jubilant kinky ***** nonchalant fair (8) presumed very opulent and undulant yesterday in a zoo (6) Used A Three times and IN twic......

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...Since I had long fervently loved flowers, I had become a plant breeder, Striving to create more perfect blooms, to make summertime sweeter. My current task was the endeavor, at creating never bef......

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...The River The river sings its sweet lament in ancient voice softly lowing, vibrant melodies subtly meant to plumb the depths of our knowing. Around each bend it curves, flowing onward towar......

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...On caparisoned, filleted camels do they Over the great, soft, tawny sands Ride; Unfurled flags and tribal standards flown amidst them, In the very midst of them- Of they, who astride great ta......

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...Haunting and haunted,  These visages with lacy, saponaceous curds Depending and plummeting,  Do I on the pebbled porcelaneous integument  Of the whitish shower floor scrawl.  I wonder, as frothy......

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...Glowing candles flicker an imminent grief, Undulant meadows sink then moments brief, A recluse in silence deep, torment lies only if Truth recoups when heavy gravels lift, An answer wayward a cur......

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...In the dust are my father's beautiful hands, In the dust are my mother's eyes. Here by the shore of the ocean standing, Watching: still I do not understand. Love flows over me, around me, Her......

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...OLD PINE This wild forest path happening So clearly now remains in mind, Of the many recalled visions Those many visions front and hind Before the dark, dense, distant woods - And towering so over......

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...OLD PINE This wild forest path happening So clearly now remains in mind, Of the many recalled visions Those many visions front and hind Before the dark, dense, distant woods - And towering so over......

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