Quotes about sill, page 5
The Pleasure Upon A Window
upon a window sill
the body lays
the hands strokes
every pleasure that the
skin gives
ecstasy is hard upon
its veins
bursting finally
on clouds
softness follows
sleep
on a weary heart
high
upon a dream
of a wet
forest grass
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Christmas Part 1 - Christmas Tree
Coloured lights and tinsel.
Hang from almost every branch.
Card with little jingles.
Also make their stance.
An angel stands on the top.
Looks down with peace and good will.
The tree is almost ready now.
To stand by the window sill.
14 Nov 1978
poem by David Harris
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Bliss Remembered....
a rose
in a white porcelain vase
on top of
a glazed
wooden table
showered with
the early morning light
from the laced
window
while you were
still sleeping soundly
in bed
two yellow birds
chirp
on the sill
of the window
i am at
peace
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poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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From My Window Into The Sky-Sa Mog Prozora U Nebo
the sunflowers will fly away
there will be a candle on a sill
from the cups now filled with salt
the yearning will flow into the sea
sa mog prozora u nebo
odletjeće suncokreti
na simsu tinjaće svijeća
iz čašica prepunih soli
poteći će žudnja u more
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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We spend most of our time and energy in a kind of horizontal thinking. We move along the surface of thingsbut there are times when we stop. We sit sill. We lose ourselves in a pile of leaves or its memory. We listen and breezes from a whole other world begin to whisper.
quote by James Carroll
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The din of the metropolises
The din of the metropolises has dimmed
My whistle
My faint brittle whistle
That never left the sill of my lips
The lips that were sealed with silence
the words that chocked my throat
left inside me in awe....
never left just lingered inside and gnaw
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poem by Isaac Ziv
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Alankar (Decor) -20
Sun Rise Here
Gently gently over the houses here
Ruby Sun dawns
How he gently comes upon secret stairs
Know not our yawns
But the falling blossoms from the trees leer
Smiling morn spawns
As then through the grill and sill gold stenciled
Leafs and blooms the morn, bright we are wakened
poem by Indira Renganathan
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I Hurt a Dove
I hurt a dove
She landed on my sill
With wings of glorious heaven
She covered me with acceptance
Legitimacy
Made me feel family
Her soft voice volatile
Her pain exposed
Incantations of delicate identity
I seen her tears
I spoke of them
She flew away wounded
I call and call but she is gone
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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What You Do Not Expect....
you are on your
way to the tenth floor
go inside
the room and closed
the door
open the window
and get some fresh
air from
the sea
you sit on the
window sill
and the people
down the street
go panicky
you are whistling
a song
and all the while
they are praying
that you do not
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poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Scribbles On Currency
Throned on currency
Crowned Mahatma ever to smile
But the otherway
Children, grand-children his
Remark their love
Scribbling, naming, messaging
Their lovers
Signing, coding, drawing
Amounting to signal something also
Mahatma disappointedly pox-marked
sobbing, sighing invisibly
At the sill of watermark window
poem by Indira Renganathan
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