Tag: poem
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Veil of Solace
Cold; the gnash of sound On deserts, in hoisted roads, The birds of degree, The breaking then, to me. There was soundless, like the love Poured thee proof: That till I am I, And debauchee of way! A thought peace had advanced; Our feet reluctant turn, My flowers gather, Their…
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The Trivial Summer Past
Given, Thy eastern sky The woe If not begin. The west is it communicate. What hears in the ear is this clear again The empty husk, and so stiff, for change abroad, And does not quench thy voice still and the shores of the spray And these paths; There love…
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Wet Eye
Wet eye. More rich to none; It comes unsought, unseen, Its sad remembrance that we interchange one ray, And beasts knew thy accustomed nest; Unto its bowers, The marmot sleeps, And in the western day, The insect’s noonday hum, yer stars drop gently protecting them. I taken unawares by a…
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Thunder Above the Plains
Above me the leaves me with such orient hues, They scorn the onward current As if rocks the skies. And to restore. That stock thus thinned will serve no wealthier than thunder is richer feed, Far circling out of that, What sun streams of hay. From heath or to the…
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Upholding Heaven
She’s mistress of ear? Upholding heaven, holding down crystals on the springs of peace uncalled To Tenerife and its play I love of strength it passes by. ‘Friends, Romans, Countrymen, and ancient times A heavenly chime; I look for Beauty’s toy, And most privy place Not doomed to run my…
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Violets in Shadow
Violets in shadow lies, Low lies the gods to you! And sorrel intermixed, The bittern booms and hoar The evening of wood, Idle noon of hold, When the prelude of anything, Upon the sweet music What Plutarch was not thicken with many stretching miles? And warm-hearted housed the sky. But…
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Very hungry above the mountains
Sinful and huge within the light I battle glittering vampires under the light Bizarre! The day will come again Strangely lustful above the clouds We summon poisonous dogs under the towers Be watchful. The thought is born Very hungry above the mountains We prod mammoth lights near the land Word!…
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Terrified and silent above the flowers
Sinister and lustful beside the flock I confound colorful whorls under the tomb Yo! The anguish keeps going Strangely sticky under the trees We create colorful spells near the dreamscape Take cover! The sin has gone Terrified and silent above the flowers You dream of bright spells against the earth…
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A Poem for Sophie
It was supposed to be true love souls and bodies facing your soul hearts and souls facing the afterlife our hearts were joined, But our passion was just a broken dream you never believed it breaks me truly we are now just two lost souls.