Inlet Poems - Poems about Inlet

...Until it's you Didn't realise that I was enclosed In the frigidity caused by kin The sorrow engulfed me Not the soul but the inlet of ardour Which made me in a cold sweat To air my passion......

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...Lost libido as rez erected cockamamie Shtrungool haint no prickly fallacy The following pastiche poetically pricked prick, whereby fantasy courtesy Eros (????) cow licked country bumpin vide......

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...I watch the harbor through the falling snow the sky and sea form one vast, gray tableau the sun is nothing but a weak, background glow the scene draws me, as if hypnotically. Five mile’s lighth......

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..... A ghastly cadaver drops, for whose noble sake? To ravish the grandeur of wildlife In the thud of night; to mangle Mother Earth's gift and its life's intent Where each tender beast moves in a ......

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...On the feathers of the flowery heart I try to ignite the candle of spring I try to seize the light of a silent sigh I try to embrace the untold language I try to kiss the burning cold moon On ......

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...{"Hands reach out to my entire entity as in response I thrash against my restraints, the ambiance I sucked in suffocated my lungs, and the smoky brume in the enclosure made me convulse rearwards and ......

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...What happened to my sex drive? (sung – in a round pussy willow warble - to the tune of -- Oh Where Oh Where has my little dog gone). Once pronounced libido of mine took kamikaze nose dive, ......

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...ponce inlet lighthouse captivating beauty seen many miles away......

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... In the shadows of my half-waked condition of terra firma- patronus renditioned, I mudder into your soil, snorkel into your swamp of inlet tributary, a flagellum personae , prosopopoeia explorae ......

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...Flock Plus One Crouching among a gaggle of dabbling Canadian geese, a brown skinned child pushes back long black hair, intent on building a tidal pool of which he can be King. Extending a ridi......

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...Along the waterfront where the piano keys play, A harbor of echoes, where notes gently sway. Keys like ripples in a tranquil bay, A melody of inlets, where echoes stay. Frequencies murmur with ......

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...DEAD END STREET --WHY do dead end roads Exist "Are you my enemy, if you’re not my friend? Alternative exit without exit should be posted dead end When “Google” tells you turn right......

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...Adrift in rite, Forethrift of every wind-sworn thing. By Night and Gale Banshee wale, styled in Sylphstream. A symbol vibrates the sound of the w......

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...Traveler's regrets He had been a sailor all his life, a traveler trying to find the boy he left behind in the haste of becoming an adult. An autumnal leaf falls into a stream, follows its cours......

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...Articles and stories over a thousand years with peers Bastion of world and unearthly cheers Chanting, litting the candles of history Deepens on hearts of directory Excerpts of penners' calls immo......

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