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Wring From Poems - Poems about Wring From


Premium Member Wanderlust Winds
...Souls borne on wanderlust winds Never their wandering fate rescind. They wander like winds throughout their lives Enslaved to adventure for which they strive. Living life on its razor-thin edge......

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Categories: wring from, adventure, freedom, travel, wind,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member A Home They Could Not Know
...What do the dodgers dodge? Remind me to lace up my socks, Put on my boots and be born again. Trained and ready, steady, go! An old man’s antlers in the rutt, Dangling keys riding on hips of s......

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Categories: wring from, feelings, giving,
Form: Narrative



Premium Member And Then There Was One
...What do the dodgers dodge? Remind me to lace up my socks, Put on my boots and be born again. Trained and ready, steady, go! An old man’s antlers in the rutt, Dangling keys riding on hips of s......

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Categories: wring from, conflict, confusion, hate, humanity,
Form: Free verse
Deciduous
...Deciduous At a private party one rusting noon, Green elm trees reveled with summer on its bier, Gaily rousing a drowsy lagoon. Some bathed their beak-scarred barks, those on the pier Appeared......

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Categories: wring from, autumn, bird, celebration, death,
Form: Rhyme
Break the Clouds
...Thrust up from the firmament and break the clouds. Wring from the world the Water of Life in its crystalline perpetuity as raiment. Bend the wind around your back and send to me the most undeni......

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Categories: wring from, dream, freedom, mountains, nature,
Form: Prose Poetry



Let Me Float
...Let me wade deep into the water with all my clothes still on. Let my body ripple in the space I occupy. Let me swim in the murky water and dip my skin in the unrefined. They seem much too eager ......

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Categories: wring from, introspection, me, body, me,
Form: Free verse
To Live
...No, death is not the answer, ever. And although the pain of a deteriorating friendship, a lover lost, a mother dying, a world unfriendly to change, is enough to stall me for a day or two or......

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Categories: wring from, angst, confusion, depression, hope,
Form: Free verse

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