Quaver Poems - Poems about Quaver

...{"I detest you, I hate you with my all. I despise, abhor, and loathe you for evolving me into a fatigue of desperation for you; the anguish, the hysteria to feel treasured by some other commodity, v......

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...A stream of music flows through my mind Petals picked, torn, ripped, from a disc I can’t remember the last time it’s been tuned Do I remember how to hum with intent so quick? Or can I continue w......

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...prism quaver pirouette iridescent blessed spire rose quartz amethyst fluidity orb gyre topaz naruto ayurveda strums......

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...Queenly green wings cover Quivering red belly. Quick to find holes in trees, Quiet there for safety. Quite vocal while mating, Quaver slurred notes in songs. Quaint bird of Mayan cult.......

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...The echoes have returned And they bear some bad news The spawns are buried deep With no liberty to lose Maybe, these are waters with algae, They're rich if murky Forestalling for weeks on end......

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...Loyalty shines like a beacon in the night It guides us through the darkness and gives us light It's a trust that can never be taken away It's a bond that will never decay Loyalty is like a rive......

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...In crises, how can our being survive When we’re pushed to grab by our carnal beast And giving becomes actually the least? Divine nature from greed has us released Trusting God for selfles......

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...In crises, how can my being survive? Trusting the Almighty to work, I thrive! Infirmities strike; heart needs help from wails… Triumphant prayer aids, and such prevails! In struggli......

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...the prime sigh of the waning twilight beetle larva gazes at the bright delight waves of a sleek quaver in a fit sight She soars towards the azure sky morphs into the golden syllables ......

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...Shaking like a leaf Won’t make you a chief, Never takes one to the top, Never a popular prop; Would rather one drop And one’s mission flop … Never for centuries A Lever, Even slightly harms......

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...Pipe me a tune I can dance to Or play a lament, as of old. And pipe you a song Serenely and strong For then, I will pay you in gold. Pipe, at the early of morning Just as the sun forces throu......

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...Oodles Of Google Doodles... visually delicious as germane strudels the following cooked years ago courtesy me noggin awash with noodles. Yours truly crafted remaining poem around 27th July ......

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...A gentle hand upon my skin To balm my sleeping soul within A fragile brushing 'gainst my face Adorns my soul with air and grace. The kindest, mildest, tender touch Subdues my soul to mind too mu......

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...Philosophy: A Bird has wings, so do You... The leaf blower sweeps the damp leaves- they swirl, spin-a congregation of tiny fluttering wings-whose colors are of light umber awash in an October apr......

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...The leaf blower sweeps the damp leaves- they swirl, spin-a congregation of tiny fluttering wings-whose colors are of a light grey storm- cloud awash in an October apricot- gold sunset. The dead l......

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