Thistled Poems - Poems about Thistled

...waking up from my sleep, I was all confused. I heard a boom as that of thunder, or the sound of a hammer striking on the anvil. trying to be up, I felt as shaky as a fawn, getting up......

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...For there resides a truth in every lie Bedecked in flowing robes and glowing tones A heart upon a skewer that must die Sad memory of Summer's long bleached bones Silence in the shimmering dust ......

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...III. diamond sky climbing up into the mountain, collecting the scattered spoils of temptation; seeking rest from raising the green wood roots of trees, these broken kingdoms will also......

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...Up in the trees, Cold from this winter night, Bronze leaves dangling Along the wet hedges A train passes, And doesn't say much. Sweet hot sun gently Placed on the surface of my Face- eas......

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...My love lies bleeding among the meadowbeauties, purple, entangled by hairy caltrop around her delicate feet and ankles. Climbing upward, its thistled fruit prick my fingers and palms; as I unsnar......

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...Light leavens leaden doors. Genealogies of genocide are lost in long night rides through thistled trees, dark reunions of distant blood. Kinships are recounted, ......

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