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"unlimiting" poems
# *Praise not the barren, praise the rich consummate flower, Fair only to those without sight, so full of internal power. None nobler with an unlimiting petaled command, Given by the earth’s love to all the native land. Given a successive name, tall, short, light or dark, Drawn from those once hidden away in the human Ark. It is now, as when on the holiest of land No less joyful as it spreads around my willful gland. Covering the breach, and lengthening the strand Rising like the Prince of Consummation’s imagined height, Coming tumbling downward with diminished fight. To unbetray the plot free of public scorn, For this is our only blessing until his blest return. To all those heaps which one petal does nigh bind, Blown off, and scattered like tumble weeds that unwind. What strength can you or your designs propose With naked friends who round you upturn their toes? If the flower is doubtful of how it should you use, A foreign object would more satisfy its queenly news. The proud stamen would assemble a friendship ring, Foment the battle, and support the coming King. Nor would this royal party ever unite When in the flower’s arms, it strains to set it right. Or if understood, the gripping interest soon shall break, And by odious aid, make the reed return to the weak. All sorts of vessels, by their successful arts, Abhorring the panting, encountering their altered hearts. From love’s incandescent rule, and a heart beats nature’s cry, Thought, passion, common-wealth and health all belie As the flower is the champion of all the public good. As into her arms falls another chief of royal blood, What may not the suitor hope, and to what applause Might such a King regain by the flower’s cause.* #
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Jun 5, 2018
Jun 5, 2018 at 11:15 AM UTC
willy-shakysphere
The Flower
# *Praise not the barren, praise the rich consummate flower, Fair only to those without sight, so full of internal power. None nobler with an unlimiting petaled command, Given by the earth’s love to all the native land. Given a successive name, tall, short, light or dark, Drawn from those once hidden away in the human Ark. It is now, as when on the holiest of land No less joyful as it spreads around my willful gland. Covering the breach, and lengthening the strand Rising like the Prince of Consummation’s imagined height, Coming tumbling downward with diminished fight. To unbetray the plot free of public scorn, For this is our only blessing until his blest return. To all those heaps which one petal does nigh bind, Blown off, and scattered like tumble weeds that unwind. What strength can you or your designs propose With naked friends who round you upturn their toes? If the flower is doubtful of how it should you use, A foreign object would more satisfy its queenly news. The proud stamen would assemble a friendship ring, Foment the battle, and support the coming King. Nor would this royal party ever unite When in the flower’s arms, it strains to set it right. Or if understood, the gripping interest soon shall break, And by odious aid, make the reed return to the weak. All sorts of vessels, by their successful arts, Abhorring the panting, encountering their altered hearts. From love’s incandescent rule, and a heart beats nature’s cry, Thought, passion, common-wealth and health all belie As the flower is the champion of all the public good. As into her arms falls another chief of royal blood, What may not the suitor hope, and to what applause Might such a King regain by the flower’s cause.* #
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I have never seen a shell like yours The smooth shine invites sunlight that dances on your home Our shells side by side Split image souls that Rorschach couldn't quiet duplicate We talk from the windows of our domains The beaming similarities of a feeling I've never had I split this affection in half and let you have your share I throw my heart over and it doesn't quite reach you The feeling of unknown I am cautious of shallow water How easy it is to doubt survival How rejuvenating it is to hear your heart My shell won't limit my direction towards you I will catapult into the unknown feeling bare Unlimiting actions We are forever here
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Jul 5, 2017
Jul 5, 2017 at 3:58 AM UTC
TundeL
Shells
I have never seen a shell like yours The smooth shine invites sunlight that dances on your home Our shells side by side Split image souls that Rorschach couldn't quiet duplicate We talk from the windows of our domains The beaming similarities of a feeling I've never had I split this affection in half and let you have your share I throw my heart over and it doesn't quite reach you The feeling of unknown I am cautious of shallow water How easy it is to doubt survival How rejuvenating it is to hear your heart My shell won't limit my direction towards you I will catapult into the unknown feeling bare Unlimiting actions We are forever here
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