He must gape wide who would gape against an oven.
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A Reunion To Our Sadness
my friend on this reunion
of our sadness
to desires untamed
to hopes untouched
to a love that
we both lost
we look to the sky
tonight and gape
our mouths wide
we shall catch the
the rain
some leaves
some flowers
some dusts
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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He that gapeth until he be fed, Well may he gape until he is dead.
He that gapes until he be fed, well may he gape till he be dead.
no one sews an old garment
with new cloth as the gape
becomes more by the pull
quote by by John Celes
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It is the style of idealism to console itself for the loss of something old with the ability to gape at something new.
quote by Karl Kraus
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Hear My Whisper
Here, I beckon,
Would you sit, stand or kneel?
Do I sit, stand or kneel?
Hmnn, words, refuse to come.
Who would lend me
A box of voices?
That you may hear me?
Here, hear, this,
A gape you are, eyes wide, silence
That is not loud, I'm-mmm,
No my heart beats, races,
My blood boils,
I'm gathering now,
I L-O-V-E you!
You heard that?
Who said that?
poem by Charles Jagongo Ogola
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Sinkhole
the gape has been
there long ago
unseen
though the surface
is clear
soon the outward strength
will give in
to reveal a heart that is
badly broken
poem by Eloida Capuno
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Spare me the whispering, crowded room, the friends who come and gape and go, the ceremonious air of gloom - all, which makes death a hideous show.
quote by Matthew Arnold
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Hamlet: If it assume my noble father's person, I'll speak to it, though hell itself should gape and bid me hold my peace.
line from Hamlet by William Shakespeare (1599)
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The Fox And The Huntsman
HARD 'tis on a fox's traces
To arrive, midst forest-glades;
Hopeless utterly the chase is,
If his flight the huntsman aids.
And so 'tis with many a wonder,
(Why A B make Ab in fact,)
Over which we gape and blunder,
And our head and brains distract.
poem by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
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The Dead
Hail and farewell to those who fought and died,
Not laughingly adventurous, nor pale
With idiot hatred, nor to fill the tale
Of racial selfishness and patriot pride,
But merely that their own souls rose and cried
Alarum when they heard the sudden wail
Of stricken freedom and along the gale
Saw her eternal banner quivering wide.
Farewell, high-hearted friends, for God is dead
If such as you can die and fare not well
If when you fall your gallant spirit fail.
You are with us still, and can we be adread
Though hell gape, bloody-fanged and horrible?
Glory and hope of us who love you, Hail!
poem by John Le Gay Brereton
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Red Rage
Red looks glance round
From snub-perceiving face.
Red rags stand out
For testosterone-filled bull.
Red mists crowd in
On unconsidering mind.
Red hate peers out
From anger-blinded eyes.
Red rage screams out
Through hasty, profane lips.
Red fists fly fast
With unimpeded strength.
Red blades slash deep
Through soft, submissive skin.
Red wounds gape wide
In feeble, mortal flesh.
Red rain drops down
On heat-soaked paving stones.
Red tears spill out
From stricken kinsfolk’s hearts.
poem by C. Richard Miles
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The Little Puppet
The little puppet sits on the shelf
staring at me through his glass eyes
I wonder what he sees,
are my troubles fascinating to him?
His jaw opens from time to time
I wish he tell me something.
Funny or sad
maybe even a sonnet or two
All he does is gape
spy on me and pass silent judgement.
How I really hate that thing!
poem by Nicholas Abaddon
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In Awe And Fire
He looked very fine in his attire,
Enough to gape at in awe and fire;
He was angry as well, at us for being,
The staring and the pushing resumed fancying.
We were highly sensitive, fully alarmed,
By the rows and arguments rearmed;
We fought in the skies like kids,
Closing the statements with eyelids.
poem by Naveed Akram
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What You Do Comes Back To You
this is always the case
of karma
what we do always comes back
to us
with a lot of surprises
we greet them with a hug
and sometimes with a lot of tears
some of them become strangers
whose names we cannot recall
but they smile
others come with sad faces
giving us
their revenge
it will be painful but we deserve
them just the same
we open our arms and feel the pain
we gape our mouths
and swallow the bitter pill
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Me Too
Me too
through the broken nails
can scratch unwritten walls
Me too
when everything fails
seek another shrine a place to escape
Me too
dawn caressed and kissed
break out in numerous coloures and shapes
Me too
can always list
the hues hidden 'neath an empty gape
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Peace in War?
So you sharpen your knives
You also oil your guns
What is that grenade for?
I see, you have a jungle jacket,
How smart?
Tell me, would you heal the wounds?
The wounds,
That gape and stare at you,
The wounds that wouldn't let
A nap over your eyes.
Wounds that would hollow your heart,
Dripping bloody soiled hands
That would make your seeds
Sprout with fright to the wound?
Tell me,
Was it for peace?
Now agape. Why?
poem by Charles Jagongo Ogola
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What is your dragon?
How do you see the dragon? Wings unfurled, claws spread?
Does the mouth gape, does the mind function?
Is it a part of you, intimate and undeniable?
Or merely an imagining, metamorphed into a metaphore?
Does the dragon smile happily, or frighteningly, teeth like steel?
Is the fire healing or harming, sacred or insouciant?
How many questions does it take to change a lightbulb?
Cradled harmlessly within the heat of verse, they burn...
poem by Poet Dragon
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