Upon One Poems - Poems about Upon One

...Glib rhetoric concerned with striking independence may seem frivolous, nuanced rational quite often a typical traumatic casualty, the once interminable interdependent passionate zeal disintegratin......

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...I remember that day so long ago when my family all went to the local store and I discovered the traveling art show paintings had they on every wall price so low that even I could buy and I d......

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...when we lay our eyes upon one another's does my gaze cast the sliver of suspicion that colors my every thought of you? knock knock - hear the echo? as ever the great pretender I prefer to liv......

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... On a walk in a park near our house the other day…just as the sun was beginning to shine we noticed…under the forest hammock…An orange tree growing among the pines. “How did you get here?” We as......

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...It is dark down here And the shrew hairs Look like a clown queen Curled round the edges of the thighs It is night down here They've lost their sights And stumble upon one another In a figh......

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...Impel discourse upon one and another, the unseen veracity of ennui and weariness causes me to covertly smother. Appreciation and fascination moderately transpire, humanity led solicitous to retir......

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...The stench of puerile self-aggrandizement wafts through the air, a noxious cloud of platitudes and pomp, as the pusillanimous pustules of pseudo-intellectualism congregate to lavish accolades upon on......

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...I'm remembering our tender moments; how sweet was love that filled pages of poetry you will never read, where I wrote of my affection and things I no longer have the chance to say. Words of p......

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... Today we visited the Farmer’s market in Ballard. It was a beautiful sight to see… Booths that stretched for two whole blocks….managed by people of all diversities… On our way to the Farmer’s m......

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...Trucks lined up one behind the other with the little that they have left and the drippings from the fountain piled up on top looking for a suitable place to make the next stop but the fear of nowhere......

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...Every poem I read these days Be it love or pain, long or a short one Leaves me numbly amazed By how poets use the robot hand. When praised, filled their hearts with pride For an expensive tour......

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...A picnic basket I will bring Inside will be most everything I know you like, and also more I'll pick to try from favorite store A picnic blanket where we'll sit The grass so green, your hair ......

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...The story's told of bygone days, Of a man named Vince with his soul ablaze, While the hearts of animals far and near Were filled with abject dread and fear. The best these beasts could do was run......

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...I was a fashionable interior decorator, beautifying comfortable, loved homes; And selecting wall paints, fabrics and furniture, like the sparkle of gemstones. I worked closely with eager owners, ......

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... Upon a high, cobwebbed bookcase there lay a forlorn nutcracker who once ......

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