Varnished Poems - Poems about Varnished

...Shoreditch clung to its ruin Its roughhewn gate staring out at corpses And the clutch of travellers heading from the fields, The shepherds rambling onwards, The herders with their slow-moving cat......

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...Febrile Fog obfuscates palimpsest varnished promises.. Naysayers hoodwinked... deluded players peeling layers..denuded.. Deafening din of our chagrin... Espoused by rabbles roused by mandari......

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... The floral foliage of Fall fuels my pen to flow Nature's carmine carnage is a crimson condition to watch Russet quills of the trees float down in myriad shades Amber leaves levitating like f......

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...On Saturday the fifth, I will meet my bride. By side of alter, and then decide. If I should flee, or marry thee. You may think me cruel, or ungentle of man. But she’s the type, to toll a man. B......

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...Long for the tender tormenting touch of her slips, a vermillion vice of the abyssal depths that lay within the merest brush of her breath, a zephyr's caress that set aflame the parched arid landscape......

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... Candied dreams, burning away the twilight Sandcastle memories, taken By the softest glow of a Southern moon, Coloring the thoughts in reflections of sincerest Beauty, rising like the breathl......

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..."Seize the day, then let it go" - Marty Rubin. I capture the first chirp of the bird in admiration. My heart merges with it. My hands fold in adoration. The color-changing beams of the morning ......

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...Walking down the street, With both eyes closed, I remain on this path, Completely unopposed, That is the nature of grandiosity, I may not be alone, But nobody can touch me, Trudging down ......

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...Dear Love, Just a quick note: You caught me unawares I thought I lived in circles You taught me to accept squares I write to ask for guidance As straight lines tend to bend The route we though......

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... Tlaid like Rash' o stabbings, your voice hisses from your podium of Hell. Blah blah blabbing. A one sided Tale, of convenient scapegoats. The goats of your usual slaug......

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... Jukebox plays your hit song Jackpot for just a dime Jewel in shiny chrome ......

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...Sauntering into the pub from out of the fog the varnished wood paneling on the walls reflecting the amber light from the Edison bulbs in their Art Deco fixtures hanging overhead the air scented w......

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...In pale dawn light, when dew drops glisten, I listen to a chorus of larks as they chatter. Scattered about my garden, lilies are in bloom. Perfumed petals varnished by the fulgent sun. Spun, is a......

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...Early Poems XVI The Beautiful People by Michael R. Burch They are the beautiful people, and their shadows dance through the valleys of the moon to the listless strains of an ancient tune. ......

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...Years 1 to 6 in the deep basement I grew up in were a dark fairytale, one I shall never tell to a child. There were shoe-shod steps that rained upon listless dreams. The dank stank of in-dwel......

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