915 match(es) found in poems


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Enchantment - Dancing Wu Li Masters

Physics is pure enchantment
wondering, searching, asking,
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Margaret Alice

Visions Of The Vast Blue Empyrean

VISIONS OF THE VAST BLUE
EMPYREAN
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RAJ NANDY

Charade By Moonlight

Clouds pass over face of moon
a kaleidoscope of patterns.
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Terence George Craddock (Spectral Imag ..

Epistle To A Young Friend

I lang hae thought, my youthfu' friend,
A something to have sent you,
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Robert Burns

The Origin Of The Universe

Universe Cosmologically Expanded
Black Curves Unknown and Awed By History
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Samantha Campbell

Big Bang Creation

The universe was very small,
If it had any size at all.
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Spock the Vegan

A Letter To Doctor Ingelo, Then With My Lord Whitlock, Amb..

Quid facis Arctoi charissime transfuga coeli,
Ingele, proh sero cognite, rapte cito?
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Andrew Marvell

More Fractured Idioms

have a bone to pick with
These in some countries are used instead of chopsticks
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Lonnie Hicks

On Effective Causal Thoughts And Decisive Effects On Thoug..

The bridge that spans thoughts linking Cause, Effect
distinguishes Man - homo styled Erect
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Jonathan ROBIN

In The Dark, In A Tongue Twister Of A Whisper

In the dark, in a tongue-twister of a whisper
I can hear the silence has added a new voice
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Patrick White

Midnights' Song

Midnights’ Song Page I (The Lyrics Of A Mad Man) AKA Stuart Dale Stringer
Quickly come to midnights’ song and run the path to redeeming dawn.
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Stuart Dale Stringer

Rip Van Winkle. Canto I.

OLD Rip Van Winkle had a grandson, Rip,
Of the paternal block a genuine chip,—­
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Oliver Wendell Holmes

Sometimes You Start Out Digging A Grave

Sometimes you start out digging a grave
and it turns out to be a black hole that fills up with stars like a house well.
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Patrick White

Green

Through green grows blue, new inner space,
extending fresh expanse lends grace
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Jonathan ROBIN

The Clock Shop

Some time ago in Henry Street
Just up from Pentland Rocks
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Catherine Casey

The Problem Of The Idea

The Philosopher:
'The Problem of the 21st century
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Lonnie Hicks

I Love The World The Way A Mother Loves A Dead Child

I love the world the way a mother loves a dead child
and sees its ghost everywhere.
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Patrick White

Poetry Isn'T A Salve I Put On My Burns

Poetry isn't a salve I put on my burns,
an ointment of the moon, though it can help
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Patrick White

This Or That Delusional Choice

This or that delusional choice, great exercises of the will,
chromatic aberration of the optics of consciousness,
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Patrick White

In The Moment Before Silence Breaks Water

In the moment before silence breaks water
like a thimble of oceanic consciousness
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Patrick White

The Dust On The Window No Less Part

The dust on the window no less part of the magnificence
of our awareness than the stars that will come
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Patrick White

The River An Old Waltz On The Dance Card Of The Stars

The river an old waltz on the dance-card of the stars,
at the navel of time, at the crossroads of the unborn world,
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Patrick White

A Moment In The World, With No Regret

A moment in the world, with no regret
I cancel the madness, the sadness, the hurt, the pain.
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Patrick White

Quietly And Like A Thousand Other Times

Quietly and like a thousand other times,
I want to go. I don't know where. It doesn't matter.
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Patrick White

Existing Nocturnally In A Covert Hole In The Dark

Existing nocturnally in a covert hole in the dark,
I eat the stars like a trap door spider taking the hood
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Patrick White

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