Quotes about estranged, page 5
By Circumstances Fed
By circumstances fed
Which divide attention
Among the living and the dead,
Under the blooms of the blossoming sun,
The gaze which is a tower towers
Day and night, hour by hour,
Critical of all and of one,
Dissatisfied with every flower
With all that's been done or undone,
Converting every feature
Into its own and unknown nature;
So, once in the drugstore,
Amid all the poppy, salve and ointment,
I suddenly saw, estranged there,
Beyond all disappointment,
My own face in the mirror.
poem by Delmore Schwartz
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A birthday: Far too long
Far too long I have been wandering
in all seasons even summer and spring
and at times I have lost, at other times
I had experienced the kindness that you bring
and at times in vain
I have tried to conquer destiny with pain,
have just been struggling on
right through sunshine and rain
and suddenly my life has changed
almost as the divine had it rearranged
with the sun shining down warmly
on me once estranged
and at my birthday, my love is here
with tender care, more sweet and sincere.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Julia Miller
We quarreled that morning,
For he was sixty-five, and I was thirty,
And I was nervous and heavy with the child
Whose birth I dreaded.
I thought over the last letter written me
By that estranged young soul
Whose betrayal of me I had concealed
By marrying the old man.
Then I took morphine and sat down to read.
Across the blackness that came over my eyes
I see the flickering light of these words even now:
"And Jesus said unto him, Verily
I say unto thee, To-day thou shalt
Be with me in paradise."
poem by Edgar Lee Masters
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Sonnet of the Sweet Complaint
Never let me lose the marvel
of your statue-like eyes, or the accent
the solitary rose of your breath
places on my cheek at night.
I am afraid of being, on this shore,
a branchless trunk, and what I most regret
is having no flower, pulp, or clay
for the worm of my despair.
If you are my hidden treasure,
if you are my cross, my dampened pain,
if I am a dog, and you alone my master,
never let me lose what I have gained,
and adorn the branches of your river
with leaves of my estranged Autumn.
poem by Federico García Lorca
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In A Vision Once (Cavatina Sequence)
In a vision once I saw a pretty damsel
as she did sing
with the purest mezzo-soprano voice
before the King,
while a multitude of holy angels
were listening
and there was divine magic in the air,
selfless love and tenderness in God's stare;
in utter holy dread, the living and dead
had been changed,
were in accompaniment rejoicing;
voices rearranged
they sang the song of Moses and the Lamb,
great and estranged,
that moment did feel as of the purest bliss,
nothing I had experienced as this.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Dressed For Effectiveness
You say he is building a coalition,
With no top Blacks.
You don't know that for a fact.
And besides...
He is making attempts to unite.
Not keep up division...
With those proposing,
A continuance of undecisive
And continued indivision.
The days ahead will be of change.
Not a rearrangement,
To keep the same folks and policies estranged...
With fresh faces to retrace old places.
In his administration...
You can guarantee,
No one will be there 'dressed' for effectiveness...
Just to play a part.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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When Things Go Wrong Babe
when things go wrong babe
keep the code of silence
do not trust the words
that want to get out from
the panic of your mouth
take the safest step
swallow your pride
keep the utmost vigilance
of the walls and fences
grip the rails and stay
within the limits of your boundaries
descend the stairs of vanity
and open the doors and windows
like the way you open your mind
when things go wrong babe
think of me, close your eyes
hold me and feel me
for in me arrogance is estranged
in my heart is love unchanged
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A Hill Of Blood I Traverse
Here or over the hill
Is fortune to view upon a sacred house.
Here is a different avenue of thinker’s area.
He who lived alongside others with gusto
Shall never be estranged. He sadly can not be with us.
He is a boy or man, not girl or woman.
He would confiscate your task, lost and found,
A miracle has occurred with the different talk,
A mind that Manchester is in England, and elsewhere?
Part of me wants to bleed for you.
I am a lover of Britain like pure heavenly spice,
Why the bother to communicate in Latin?
poem by Naveed Akram
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Snow Birds
A cistern of bitter dreams came calling
Contained in a liquid misery from the Niagra snow
Not melted naturally by the suns teeming rays
Blanketing me from the swift wind that blows;
Duplicitous Winter-Action-their theme
Greed-their morsel-and their seed
Meeting over hot coffee Klatches barefoot
Where sociopaths of pure evil breed;
Today-broken and estranged from our offspring!
Whom do we thank-in the end?
Answer is it-the snowblind-snowbird co-conspirators?
Or the Sparrows at Wedgemere Bend?
Dedicated To: 4 and beauty
poem by Theodora Onken
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Blitzing
Run, not for your life but for freedom!
Danger close but you venture to the land of wisdom
The imperative need to prosper as an ambition
Off to the land of the free, you must juxtaposition
An illuminating sparkle in the new world
Intrigued by the perfect imperfection
To only find your misconception
Even in the land of the free you’re imprisoned
Not the way it was envisioned
Estranged because of your decent
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poem by Mario Perdomo
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