Stanzaic Poems - Poems about Stanzaic

...They called him a child of the sky, a storm-born spark, a rising sun His steps were light, his hands were quick, he climbed before he learned to run The world below had sung his name, its voic......

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...Inspired by the form Suzette shared. Clothes are washed in the machine Left behind a stain My mental load is rinsed through Does not remove pain Description of form by ......

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...Let's celebrate Jesus' resurrection with our families on Easter Sunday and thank God for his love and protection. Let's take a moment, bow our heads and pray, inviting Jesus to enter ou......

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... Wise Sage guides, learn to live in the present moment is best way of living; should we then pretend past has nothing more to say; does mind not steer, impact life in some way? Ha......

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...>b> Brain-imaging study suggests, we feel satisfaction when punishing other for bad actions for which we had suffer; Does scar in injured mind with action heal? Someone seeking revenge......

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... Two guys, wannabe poets decided to compose a unique poem jointly; both agreed terms of writing conjointly with rhymes and syllables as per guidance. Thought each will write one l......

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... Dad, should we close the window before night? Friends told, ghosts come after midnight church bell. Though I've not seen ghosts, but friends understand ghosts’ arrival in rooms, how t......

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...Translated: Si la vie demande ça by Laura and Chris Mayne by T. Wignesan. If Life would not wish it otherwise [Note: The two sister French Caribbean-Martinique Black “Blues” Swan : Laura an......

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...What are words other than coffin nails be? Who does it belong to when it rails me? An empty vessel at best that bails thee. Lend me your ear and draw your heart near; my words might seer, but h......

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...Between grains of ancient fine sand desert roses hidden from sight— Colourful, exquisitely fanned. They formed in darkness; pressure shaped. Each perfect corolla agape in floral whorl of sharp c......

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...The root word for religion is not kind – Latin verb that means to tie or to bind – as it tends to play tricks on anyone’s mind. For some, the edicts lash; they merc......

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...Pretty little princess in bows and pink sundress gifts and presents wondrous year old today Ribbons, sashes, ruffles on floor crawls and shuffles loud laughter and snuffles childlike......

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...STOP POLLUTING A KYRIELLE HYMN ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Heed climate warming it's for real! Not all life can adapt, symbiotic pairs will, yes keel, sadly becoming fact! Stop polluti......

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... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ yes, the stars shine bright ere the clouds bright spotlights in a vast darkness sadly unseen, above dense shrouds in the universe, it's vastness ......

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...THE SUICIDAL KNIFE ~~~~~~~~~~~~ Stop pollution I say! it's killing all life! warming the climate! causing so much strife! The moment is right now it's killing all life! war......

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