Vicariously Poems - Poems about Vicariously

volatile observation suspended amidst reality and fiction, subdued voice echoes down a hallway of convictions; like a despotic fog blurring options for a swarm of insects who eventually finds way to a lizard's grotesque carcass. a feeling, in my gravel ribs, this might be a dead end staring up at the sky, an atheist's hollow vision; air and venom flowing...

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Radiating nature’s colorful glow designed well by divine artistic might showing blessings of God midst harvest* flow Oh, grandeur of Fall brings sublime delight. Presenting varied hues of lovely blends red, orange, yellow, auburn, maroon, gold overshadow green that beauty transcends Yes, grandeur of Fall … a sight to behold. Inspiring painters for picturesque scene to highlight amber shades with crimson rays against rusty foliage...

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Do you ever look into the field of azure to a plane just a dot in the sky and imagine yourself in the cockpit As it freely ambles by Looking down on this patchwork of earth below Unfettered as free as a bird having escaped the bird catchers net by gravity no longer deterred Slowly ploughing celestial heights Scattering seeds of hope When in...

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The golden is pulling her down the street She is flying behind him, but is still not fast enough. Her feet lightly hit the ground every once in a while. I watch them go, feeling their joy. Wishing I was one of them today. Remembering what being young and thin felt like....

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I wanted him to be a scientist. He did not want that; he was willful and stubborn. So, I let my dream go, but I was angry. She wanted to become a doctor. I discouraged this because of all the schooling involved. She became a doctor in spite of my objections. My third child was not willful or strong-minded. She asked me...

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Aardvarks often Bubble vicariously Curiously and hilariously Dynamite laughter pervades their skins, Evenly and rather Frequently Giggling in their morning tea High-fiving Inquisitive Jittery, jumpy Kangaroo cousins, Laughing maniacally Magically melodious, Needling opossums undeniably Opportunities abound Promoting Quaking, quirky Rambunctious, Scrumptious, Tittering and twirling on tippy toes, Understandably fun-loving, Vicariously and victoriously With winsome wit ‘X-temperaneous enthusiasm emits, Yelling as they tease your chasm Zebras glad they live far away in Africa....

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Adorn yourself with vicarious, honest, enjoyable living. Be someone else if you must, but not every day, and not all the time. For your soul is waiting to treat yourself, delight yourself. Enjoy a silken impetus, and a truly joyful exult. Be whoever you want to be, and it does not necessarily have to always be you. Safeguard yourself from...

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They know nothing. They know nothing about me because all they see is a pretty face. They know nothing about me, all they do is stare. They, oh how they, will get me nowhere. They want me around as I smile and glow, They know nothing and nothing they know. They say too much, too often, and too proud. They make it...

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He feigns the astute overture which solemnly reigns oppressing. His head clouded from mars to infinity, a perpetual black power convolutes through metaphysical peripheries. Infinite is the torture granted from this being. Interdimensional branding lays hollow in vein of mind control. Such is the vicariously voracious...

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