Warn Poems - Poems about Warn

Simple Simon chose to wander upon earth to feel by touch stark contrast of vibrations wherein darkness blends with vibrant light polarities test and tease before their union senses externalised veil soul presence wise offering a ride on Ferris wheel called duality What harm can there be, for soul is within with voice of conscience unerring compass space omnipresent immediate and intimate wherefrom Gods...

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After the rain Will it wash away the pain? What will remain? After the rain After the storm No shadow or form Left to keep me warm After the storm After the rain Will I still be sane? What affects my brain? After the rain After the storm Nothing left to warn From my life I'm torn After the storm After the rain What's left to refrain Me from becoming insane? After the rain After...

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My imagination gloats in the sun My muses come forth, I have more than one. Trixie, their director, lands on her bun. Other muses titter, thinking it is fun. They do not know the routine of this almost Hun. I try to warn them, but their laughing is not done. When Trixie gets up I yell to them “BETTER RUN!” They get...

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Early Morn When Flag Would Warn Inspired by Kim Merryman Poem and my comment to it. Remember when it was one early morn, And a red flag there which would warn, Handle with care; Danger there; Rough waves on surface still do adorn. Jim Horn Ledge fell in above ocean and some people who were local residents had ben killed. Happened somewhere near Encinitas....

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Warn About Being Battle Torn What we really must do is to warn, Have been in conditions battle torn; Looked upon, Dusk to dawn; Continually contained so much scorn. Jim Horn...

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As men pledge allegiance to their demons, seagulls shriek louder to warn God; these creatures only have feathers for clothes and don't feel a bit of cold! How sullen the skies would be without the presence of seagulls: no shrieks, no flapping of wings... and the saddest would be me! I can walk to the breezy shore, pick up a few broken seashells ignored...

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I warn the hawks Sparrow says thanks and kicks His **** in my face...

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The shore is what I have seen since I was little when I grew up it was so far in the distance to see. Walking the distance when I was a child I was so brittle to notice the path was so warn out to me. The little strides...

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JUST DIE THOSE TEARS I suppose there are things i'll never learn about people i'd like to know not insignificant things such as what they do and where they go i'd like to know some pertinent information like how they can display such inconsideration I know this lady whose friend was very ill the doctors couldn't cure her with an injection or any...

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