Watermark Poems - Poems about Watermark

The mark of water is an empty void. It washes clean. It slips through fingers, It has no cup, leaves no trace For it is the primordial spark, the fountainhead of life, the matter and medium that's within sustaining all living things. The watermark you speak of is the scar of what lingers, after water has been and gone— the scum that clings, the salt crust and...

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I hope to be the most convenient thing for thee Though in the flesh I’m still unreachable to you But in ethereal sense you may rely on me Recline on me, this may be helpful too I walk the sunny streets habitual ways And like a watermark ostensibly shines through the houses walls, the trees, there is your smiling face Your...

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The water mark is still evident on the wall You can still see where the rain had fall The stain must have been there for many years And every time it reappears Sending chills into my ears It embraces an interesting story that will lead you all the way to glory No amount of scrubbing can remove it, And wiping and...

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I am just a vagabond Hiding in this tunnel, My wife left me; My sons ran away. Please don't shoot me, Why are you doing this to me? What do you think? All I have is this golden gun, Please take it and Take me in your custody; All the heinous things I did We're madness, Please don't shoot me, Why are you doing this to me, What do...

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Dreams like shadows upon the water Water holds secrets beneath it's murky flesh Our marriage held an unspoken lie You were a saviour Yet temperamental as the wind I could not hold you down It was the watering hole that we met Water weathers the rocks Life weathered our love The pond you built was not enough For my cold feet I felt you trying Yet...

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