Imagery Through Rustic Fall Leaves
expansive sensory
metaphors
imagery through
rustic fall leaves
ice snow melt
to rainfall falls
promising
awakening of feelings
Split Imaging from the poem ‘Breaking Seal Soil Brave Birth Risings’ by Terence George Craddock.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Breaking Seal Soil Brave Birth Risings
expansive sensory metaphors
imagery through rustic fall leaves
ice snow melt to rainfall falls
promising awakening of feelings
rising as new green sprouts
eyes feast upon first new seedlings
breaking seal soil brave birth risings
dance miracle life heart beats
flower into life paradise garden promises
green fingers plant renewal Eden promises
snow was blanket protecting tiny earth seeds
harvest bursts forth as springtime blessings
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Eyes Feast Upon First New Seedlings
rising as new green
hope sprouts
eyes feast upon
first new seedlings
breaking seal
soil brave birth risings
dance miracle
life renewal heart beats
Split Imaging from the poem ‘Breaking Seal Soil Brave Birth Risings’ by Terence George Craddock.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Springtime Blessings
flower into life
paradise garden promises
green fingers plant
renewal Eden promises
snow was blanket
protecting tiny earth seeds
harvest bursts forth
as springtime blessings
Split Imaging from the poem ‘Breaking Seal Soil Brave Birth Risings’ by Terence George Craddock.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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The First Of the Slowly Falling Snow
O snow that glitters on the ground
That slowly falls and covers fall
Your the purest of white as you fall from heaven
Blanketing the woods and condemning it to silence
You softly fall on the branch of a tree
As you land you melt with sadness
But you grow stronger as the angels bestow coldness on the land
You renew the dying land giving birth to new life
As you slowly fall and blanket the land
The animals all go to sleep waiting for the new birth
But till then you slowly fall
Edges of the Earth
Edges of the earth
In their rough seam
Years of time´s birth
And minutes between
Love songs of flowers
Leaves in their lay
Opening thru hours
Along with lives play
Something of love
Feelings in their birth
Keeping skies above
In their variations worth
You and I living
In our days epoch
Passion truly giving
Like a melting snow
Rustic leaves autumn
Of memories past
Forward they all come
In footsteps ours vast
Like a candle glowing
Its iridescent burn
So are times going
Never again to return
poem by Peter S. Quinn
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In The Snow
in the snow i walk looking at everything coated in beautiful white
thoughts run through my head so many i cannot count
as i watch the snow fall i realize that its as beautiful as life itself
as i watch the snow fall i think of her and how i wish she could be beside me to see what i see just one last time
i cant help but wonder if she thought of me
in the snow there is something in the air i know i feel it so nice
there is something about the snow and the air that makes me think of you
as i get where i want to go
and step inside
snowflakes fall gentally off my hood
as i pound my feet the snow falls off and i become warm
the snow and ice that clazes me melts and falls
i know i will have to walk in the snow again
poem by Sandy Vanity
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This Poem Has Feelings
This poem has feelings
This a poem of sorrow, hurt and pain
This is a poem of struggle, sufferation and poverty
This poem has feelings
Stabbing beats
kill my joy with a sad song
This poem will speak
This poem will fight
This poem is angry
This poem has feelings
Cruel thoughts run and rule my thinking
Uncognitive, unrational, jut cold and hardhearted
This poem has feelings
poem by Zanele Mavuso
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The Female Poem
The female poem
Saunters through the autumn leaves
Among the secret deities
And the drunken trees
Making metaphors and myths,
The language of the goddess.
She carries within her
Infants of epic imagery,
The children of ancient tales
And the proverbs of truth.
Listen to her speak
In the mesmerizing songs of eternity
That open the heart
And reveal the soul.
poem by Uriah Hamilton
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Oh unchanging tree
Such a beautiful thing Is a tree.
In summer, in winter, in spring, in fall
the beauty of a tree, doesn't change at all
The leaves fall to the ground
all the richest beautiful color
can be found
The snow falls
but it doesn't hurt the tree,
it just lays on it's branches
like frosting on a cake
Then it gets warm, the snow melts.
Say goodbye to to winter, say hello to sping.
New life is such a beautiful thing
But so is the tree, the beautiful mighty tree.
That stands alone as the seasons pass
as when you were old or just a lass.
A tree must have a heart, because when it falls to the ground.
No Joy can be found..
So when you see a tree say hello, they can get lonely you know.
Tell them a story, tell them a poem, they will listen.
This I know
poem by Summer Song
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The Snow
when the snow is just starting to fall,
the people are happy to play all day,
the views are different and days are short,
the nights are long,
the snow at day is white and pure,
the night time snow glistens with colour,
like dancing fairies having fun,
the snow that falls,
the boredom sets in,
when the snow goes the spring is due,
the first born lamds,
the leaves on the brown bark,
of the old tall trees
poem by Sharron Stephenson
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Autumn Falling Leaves
When all have been and gone away,
Like leaves from green to amber orange,
Falling down and to decay,
Is the time for all in nature to fall,
And the leaves on the trees show it all,
Autumn and its falls of fall,
Where all the branches have dropped their leaves,
All have gone except the evergreens,
Showing signs to us that live among,
Four seasons weather,
Where Autumn is,
Just like in life,
When full circle of life is known,
A start in spring where buds appear,
Then in summer full bloom trees will be,
Hence, fall shows all,
When nature falls,
Begining another season,
Winter and chill tempetures,
Where nature decays,
And leaves do fall,
To generate again,
Renewing its life,
Come spring again,
Untill then,
Autumn sheads its leaves of blossom and blooms,
And soon again autumn begins,
From new to old,
And then old to new,
Buds in spring and leaves of green,
Showing birth from what did decayed,
And brought forth from,
What was bear on the trees,
From where beneath was where once,
Those Autumn falling leaves.
poem by Ellen Ni Bheachain
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Serving Lost Souls Tired Broken
an excellent
extension of praying
extended
into social context
contemporary community
is poem ‘You’re Praying’
ash mud star dust
wins favour with God
when serving lost
souls tired broken aged
desperate who need
compassion blessings
Inspired by the poem ‘You’re Praying’ by Eric Cockrell. Split Imaging from the poem ‘Time For A Little Praying’ by Terence George Craddock.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Snow Man
Who brought about the snow man?
Is it in your Bible? ! !
Then look around again and see where the animals go to when it is cold;
For, when the snow falls, they have to take shelter to warm themselves.
Baal-Bali!
And of the land of the gods and the goddesses;
But, your kiss was as great as the heavy rainfall last night!
However the truth is always in the very Bible that you read.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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One And Ever Love
It's cold outside so understand
if I don't hang around to wait
I'll say goodbye and kiss your hand
and then get on with being brave
but don't expect to wipe away the tears
cos you know they belong
and someone else just went away
before I ever came along
and tried to melt the snow
and tried to melt the snow
and meanwhile I'll be here
and I pray to god above
that someday you might learn again
its you I'm dreaming of
and meanwhile I'll be here
and I pray to god above
that someday you might turn again to me
your one and ever love
Its cold outside so understand
If I don't hang around and cry
I let you go without a word
a memory bluer that the sky
and I've tried not to watch you go
and ill try not to stand alone
behind you in the snow
behind you in the snow
and meanwhile I'll be here
and I pray to god above
that someday you might turn again to me
your one and ever
song performed by by Gareth Gates from What My Heart Wants To Say
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The Poem That Speaks Of Nothing
The poem that speaks of nothing
Tells of nothing convoluted at all.
It has no need of metering,
Or of emotions that rise and fall.
The poem that has no content
Lacks subject matter to cover.
So forget the flowers that you sent
To your faithful lover.
The poem devoid of plot
Has no farfetched tale to tell.
There’s no mention of battles fought
Against the very spawn of Hell.
The poem in absence of metaphors
Is not written by someone who will
Tell of reposing forevermore
Or of running naked through the hill.
The poem that speaks of nothing
Dares not mention the roaring sea.
And the poem that speaks of nothing
That is the poem for me.
(veritas h.s.2005)
poem by William Mcgehee
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Forest Falls 2/27
So this is snow.
Riding in 4-wheel drive
and writing
'I love you'
when the defrost is turned on
(backwards of course)
for all the natives of
Forest Falls.
These sneakers aren't cutting it
in the snow.
When you eat snow,
let it melt and savor it.
Someone up there thought you
were thirsty
and you didn't leave your cup outside
for Him to fill it up.
poem by Eli MorenoDrew
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Where no sun raises its rays
Autumn, spring, summer and winter comes
where no sun raises its rays,
where no wind blows or any snow falls
in the temple of the heart.
The eyes portray like shining lights
the currents of the soul
reflecting the great continent
called the mind
and noise falls through the channels
of the ears
breaking on the shores
of meaning and sense.
Tears come from the well
of emotions in the deep
where feelings sprout
in flowers or weeds
which grows or wither away.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Super Models
hypersexuality sex kittens
disturbed interpersonal relationships
model magazine successes
Split imaging from the poem ‘Silver Screen Sex Sirens' by Terence George Craddock.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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A Legend Reborn
Youve been fighting for much to long
You saw the future and what to come
Restless spirits out on the run,
Among the shadows of the sun
You are the rising resistance now
Weve come to show you a way somehow
Beyond the past and in secrecy,
We found it all, but we want more
We come from the age of chivalry
Metal machines, unchained and free
We are hear for you to see
Flying on wings of steel, thundering, we are breaking the seal
Fighting for the oath we sworn, to spread the word of a legend reborn
Moving silent like a gentle breeze
Were the troops of metal and we do as we please
We are the restless, we are the wild,
Burning hearts that never die
We are going against the tide
The hammer has fallen, a thorn in your side
Break the silence or take the fall
The mighty templars will take it all
Welcome the age of chivalry,
Were we all will be set free
Its the time for you and me
Flying on wings of steel, thundering, we are breaking the seal
Fighting for the oath we sworn, to spread the word of a legend reborn
Sons and brothers fight or fall
With our sisters and daughters
Were standing one for all
Flying on wings of steel, thundering, we are breaking the seal
Fighting for the oath we sworn, to spread the word of a legend reborn
Flying on wings of steel, thundering, we are breaking the seal
Fighting for the oath we sworn, to spread the word of a legend reborn
song performed by by Hammerfall
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Cell Phone on Line Imaging
pleasure dramatic
life choreography
phone photography
in youth age flash
acceptability
popularity
notoriety
accountability
Split Imaging from the poem ‘Mind Brain Interface’ by Terence George Craddock.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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