Washed Out Poems - Poems about Washed Out

... When nightfall dips in palest of gold I feel a sense of indignity, As owl's melody loses its eloquence Through the absence of a safe abode; Where quietude calls for avian coos The kind ......

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...(Sand Promises) Sand promises drown in tides. Washed away leaving tearing eyes, broken dreams in evening sighs. Sadness one attempts to hide. Sand promises are like lies. Born when human dr......

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...WINTER’S BREATH IS A LAW OF CONSTANT PROPORTIONS Dead the winter colors bland, non-conforming; Winters colors bleak yet told brown, tan, and gold, Deaden blanks the washed out colors ......

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...Sunshine on the deserts Snow high up on the mounts The world keeps on turning As if nothing else now counts Footprints on the shorelines Are quick washed out to sea Three ships left on the mo......

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...Oh what a joyous occasion Attended by family and friends In this tropical location Fraught with eighty mile an hour winds Pink champagne from Napa Valley Fresh flowers and king siz......

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...Sea stalked by moon tonight in site On waters that dilate gone by— Its apparition's bed on shore, That moon lays on like ruby's lure— The knees clamber from salty might. The tinting in her fro......

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...Seems nothing much changes when you look out from vestibules; The grass always looks greener if the rich ones make all the rules. You can walk many miles, moving far from your pre......

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... Turmoil, turmoil and turmoil Not a day at peace Errors, slips, omissions ......

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...Ever stand in the pouring rain And feel the loss, feel the pain, Watching all your dreams get washed away? Seems like ev'ry now and then You don't know where you'll begin Because ev'ry......

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...Bittersweet pyrrhic victory... if a 2024 November presidential Biden win pandemonium likely to occur, subsequently figurative tectonic upheaval might set United States in a tailspin. Thou......

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...Red shingled roofs rise and sink, slickly buoyant with new showers. Cars drive behind cloud-skyscrapers. The park is soggy with small dogs, colorful umbrellas are set aside beside paddling pig......

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... When winter sleeps… ….earth’s colors drain, like falling rain again and again its steady strum, a hypnotic song a quiet lull, a settling balm.......

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...Looking in the mirror, Looking at yourself, sighing, Say “she’s more broken Than the others you see walking down the street.” Maybe you won’t say so When you see their faces Washed out and p......

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...A washed-out skyscape where mountains climb, only to be ripped apart by small gusts of wayward winds. Is it that my eye is gray, or is the day waiting to be colored? Sky high hues are contai......

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...I can hear the roaring in sea off the coast of Null with big boats engine penetrating the deep and the loud chatter of the fishermen in in the middle of the ocean screaming and shouting as they pull ......

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