Well Turned Poems - Poems about Well Turned

...Artists are not so different, at times glossing over truth, hiding beneath a sheen -- some extra linseed goes a long way... What is this cry for realism?! Picasso sought deeper meaning vi......

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...Sadly sadly farage it seems?has become self-important Upon the world scene.' Denigrating a man who called for His help..' in rallys in London..That were really well turned out.' Is he taking for g......

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...I'm not the same as yesterday This gives rise to the soluble layers Or should that be depth? My cascading through ever changing realities and trying to navigate It's makes so much sense that I c......

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...I love the reality the dark keeps, without designer drugs or alcohol. It is as deep as the void from which light has sprung. To speak of mighty waves the sea released. To follow boldly solstice......

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...We love this road, it has trees. The manicured ladies stand upon the lawns, beacon with unwinking eyes, scrutinize beneath shading hands, pry open primped lips, proclaim their fierce love. ......

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...This poet simply can’t Reach people He ascends but Doesn’t steeple He thinks of his work as An odyssey A pearl Without the modesty If only he had a Coherent theme A well turned ph......

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...Brexit Sonnet No.4 ‘Year of Trial and Error’ So now it’s waning, our year of trial and error, Our brush with one inglorious year just gone. We’ve had it all, deception, lies and terror, Wit......

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...chase the butterflies. find all things you think are valued from their anus, from their fore head fortunate memorable, upside down, well turned. smell the favoured flashes, sentenced air win......

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...When I was your lover I was a volcano Throwing out light and life like lava When you were my love you gave Me that energy to burn Sparkling fizzing and crackling alive. When I was your lover I......

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...I found some strange multi coloured beans And planted them in well turned soil With care I watered them and pulled weeds yet after a month not one single shoot. I had cause to go down in my cel......

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... I dreamed some day I would be a man Who was brave, and strong, and true. I dreamed that in the years to come I might find someone like you. You're a shaft of light in my crimson evening......

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...If you are reading this you are most likely alive. a poem reader……. a contemporary………. I prefer reading poems from hearts still b......

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