Unsculptured Poems - Poems about Unsculptured

...And in the well-worn ache of turning mourning, there are no more tears- for all is beauty-lathed misery, held unswathed, without fearing to uptake hope's new sculpted shape. A changeling excha......

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...Well, beyond this heavy metal of the wild hellish ghetto of my uncarved unsculptured motto breaths, the soft air of hope Todays, yesterdays …………. and Tomorrows there shall be. Like a ......

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...Have you ever really looked at a Sycamore? If so, you’ll forever the Sycamore adore Stand close to its leathery trunk Feel each curled and jagged bump Despite dullness of winter’s blight Bark projec......

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...Unheeded in the spread of his name, quaking Through the knit brow cuddling the sombre eye Twice buckled into the couch of his yearning The mouldy cast of unsculptured hands, moulting In the su......

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