#glimmers - Hello Poetry

Time has passed I have moved on but one word still glimmers Hope.

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Nov 11, 2024

Nov 11, 2024 at 11:56 AM UTC

GodSpeed

Hope.

Time has passed I have moved on but one word still glimmers Hope.

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glimmers of bright lambent light flitted over the vast lake they were like ballerinas imitating swans

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Jul 18, 2019

Jul 18, 2019 at 6:00 AM UTC

ElizabethSquires

Imitating Swans (Dodoitsu)

glimmers of bright lambent light flitted over the vast lake they were like ballerinas imitating swans

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Any brighter and streams in the ditches would look like Cuyahoga River across Cleveland during the 1960's There is no fire, only flies who make bright their bellies and flash for show like the perverts in metropolitan inner city parks Enticed to the flies, like moths to the ceiling globes, we gather jars and lids with air holes hammered hard No walking as we streak along gravel roads built after WWII when rationing was lifted and road speeds jumped Flies caught one by one are smashed on white tees, luminous signals for drivers alert to the folly of our play Our madness endures until Ball jars become dim lanterns of joy for us and jail for the bugs doomed to die before daybreak until swept from the garage floor as we plot our assault on airborne glimmers along tonight's roadsides

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Aug 19, 2014

Aug 19, 2014 at 8:37 AM UTC

william-a-poppen

Dim Lanterns of Joy

Any brighter and streams in the ditches would look like Cuyahoga River across Cleveland during the 1960's There is no fire, only flies who make bright their bellies and flash for show like the perverts in metropolitan inner city parks Enticed to the flies, like moths to the ceiling globes, we gather jars and lids with air holes hammered hard No walking as we streak along gravel roads built after WWII when rationing was lifted and road speeds jumped Flies caught one by one are smashed on white tees, luminous signals for drivers alert to the folly of our play Our madness endures until Ball jars become dim lanterns of joy for us and jail for the bugs doomed to die before daybreak until swept from the garage floor as we plot our assault on airborne glimmers along tonight's roadsides

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we all flow through life like rivers here and there, crested glimmers sun shimmered atop waves once ripples at last glance of this looking glass..? men surely shivered locked in depths of mind where feral thoughts blind binded by "my" mentality the self is selectively obsessive malevolent eloquent evident in heaven sent temperament I. I.. I... can do no wrong.. can do no wrong. can do no wrong! those with bias revel in personally pious thought a myriad of self destruction pompous contemplation decimates civilization we all flow the same way we all ride the same wave once a ripple from a stones throw bound to glimmer when we all flow

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May 14, 2014

May 14, 2014 at 1:43 PM UTC

trevor-stuart

river flow

we all flow through life like rivers here and there, crested glimmers sun shimmered atop waves once ripples at last glance of this looking glass..? men surely shivered locked in depths of mind where feral thoughts blind binded by "my" mentality the self is selectively obsessive malevolent eloquent evident in heaven sent temperament I. I.. I... can do no wrong.. can do no wrong. can do no wrong! those with bias revel in personally pious thought a myriad of self destruction pompous contemplation decimates civilization we all flow the same way we all ride the same wave once a ripple from a stones throw bound to glimmer when we all flow

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