#shifters - Hello Poetry

never to meet fast glimpses freeway travellers gasoline fire and air tin can suckers.

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Apr 20

Apr 20, 2026 at 10:17 AM UTC

nivek

fire and air

never to meet fast glimpses freeway travellers gasoline fire and air tin can suckers.

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backed out of the night sloughing off dreams- clinging to skin and bone

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Apr 1

Apr 1, 2026 at 9:11 AM UTC

nivek

a new day a new skin

backed out of the night sloughing off dreams- clinging to skin and bone

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We pile them high The slush taking shape The sky made solid In our hands. Every one young or old Likes to fabricate The form Armies would they be If, like in cartoon, They could attain conscious Motion But alas they are doomed Like so many of us To melt and evaporate And return to whence they came In the big melt The sum's rays glinting Fiery inferno Causing gentle curving, Maketh ice Which forms puddles Which give way To earth.

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Dec 24, 2014

Dec 24, 2014 at 12:33 PM UTC

poeticlotusmachine

Snowmen

We pile them high The slush taking shape The sky made solid In our hands. Every one young or old Likes to fabricate The form Armies would they be If, like in cartoon, They could attain conscious Motion But alas they are doomed Like so many of us To melt and evaporate And return to whence they came In the big melt The sum's rays glinting Fiery inferno Causing gentle curving, Maketh ice Which forms puddles Which give way To earth.

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