Quotes about steely, page 2
Mystery Obscured
Far away from nothing,
The trees in the sky is what I see.
I hear the wind - it's coming,
Stirring up the pine trees.
I hear the ocean behind -
Smell salt in the air.
The wind it finally reaches me,
Mixing pine with salt air.
The sky is steely grey,
The sun obscured by clouds.
It casts a mysterious light,
On trees and ocean alike.
poem by Aimee Nell
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Lord Touch Our Eyes To See
Lord touch our eyes to see
in every plant the flower
that it brings,
in winter the rest
before the spring
that is coming,
in steely grey clouds
the rain that quenches
the thirst of everything living
and beyond all of this
to know from where
all good things come
and that unseen
Your servants dwell
among men ever helping,
protecting and spreading Your love.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Steely Eyes
Long frosting,
These cold shoulders.
Once a place chips came and sat,
Now bear solid cubes of ice.
Stacked and packed...
To keep any chance of a thaw,
Away and unmentioned.
Even routine handshakes,
Are gloved to protect from touch.
Friendly ties have been crushed,
To wither into flakes far from melting!
Hearts are frozen.
And heated speech decreases...
Any warmth shown,
In steely eyes fixed not to blink!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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All Day Long
All day long in fog and wind,
The waves have flung their beating crests
Against the palisades of adamant.
My boy, he went to sea, long and long ago,
Curls of brown were slipping underneath his cap,
He looked at me from blue and steely eyes;
Natty, straight and true, he stepped away,
My boy, he went to sea.
All day long in fog and wind,
The waves have flung their beating crests
Against the palisades of adamant.
poem by Carl Sandburg
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We're just Puppets to the invisible hands!
We smile as he pulls the ropes
Attached to our facial muscles.
In the same way we cry!
Oceans are around but we cannot taste
A dropp of water.
Sky is high and instead of wings
Only the feeble hands.
No solace at all and only in the burial grounds
We rest in peace to our own consent
As he has taken back our ropes
And no more movements!
* Truth is bitter like the bedridden man who swallows an elixir to get rid of steely death!
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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There Is So Much to Say
There is so much to say
With complicated reasons
And the varieties of way
In new and yearly seasons
We have but a little while
To say our thoughts and mind
To walk the distant mile
Before those hours are behind
Blessed are the interrelations
Of every village and tree
There is so much graduation
In there thoroughly to see
Where brook is flowing freely
Breezing whispering leaves
Water streams colors steely
The greenery fields and sleeve.
poem by Peter S. Quinn
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The Eagle
he looms through
the sky, roof of the world
blue, white and all
a bundle of feather
and armoury
flaunting his wide span
confident that the world
is within its grasp
his eyes zero in on objects
far and near
its claws ever ready to strike
his shrill cry echoes
through the mounts
beneath tiny little creatures
run for cover
the steely look of its amour
claws, eyes, beak
the world reels
from its grasp
the eagle in all its splendour
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poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Messiah
From another place,
one seed
fell here,
on the edge of this hill.
This now-tall spreading
knew no surrender
No other measured
this steely purpose,
this was no war of proof
but your sure
becoming,
in isolation
from their gusty winds
and now you bend with the gale which blows
and your needle shower
scourges the bare blasted Scottish rock
and solitary pine,
you know the strange happiness
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poem by Raimi Stranger
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My sister sorrow
that my tears would bring
healing to you
on the morning's brow
hanging on fragile
but steely
ropes of hope
and I will cry for you
till your night
is fully soaked
so let me fall down
in your darkness
let me share
your hours of salt
and water your
sister sorrow
for leprous moments
your pain I borrow
float with me
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poem by Elna Nel
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Seat
Wet ancient beards saw
The seat of being
As a muscular davenport
Encircled by a dome of ribs.
Their thunder was the entrails
Looping below. Love was sated
In the loins, it made perfect sense,
And the earth being flat
Chained all the stars to the ground.
Grumbling gods determined
Fate, had walking-sticks for sex parts,
Having made all the things.
But in spurts revolutions came,
Meeting steely resistance,
Falling heads, a tumult of wrath,
That given time
Became self-evident.
poem by Stan Petrovich
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