Poems on Emily Dickinson Published by Members Recently Online
#EmilyDickinson
Ahavati
Tams
Tams
Poem Published
16th May 2019 3:24pm
16th May 2019 3:24pm
A Quintuple of Poets: Part V
Emily Dickinson, 415 Christian Era
Alexandria, Egypt
eschewed religion
despite horrific consequences;
crucified footsteps
along Via Dolorosa;
questioned theology;
but, wisely
outlining acceptable worship
beyond prayer beads, books
charting astrology;
welcomed all regardless
for who they were;
mathematical language
calculated fibrous anomalies
within her Neoplatonist...
Alexandria, Egypt
eschewed religion
despite horrific consequences;
crucified footsteps
along Via Dolorosa;
questioned theology;
but, wisely
outlining acceptable worship
beyond prayer beads, books
charting astrology;
welcomed all regardless
for who they were;
mathematical language
calculated fibrous anomalies
within her Neoplatonist...
#religion
#spiritual
#historical
#philosophical
#EmilyDickinson
877 reads
16 Comments
Ahavati
Tams
Tams
Poem Published
16th May 2019 3:24pm
16th May 2019 3:24pm
A Quintuple of Poets: Part V
Emily Dickinson, 415 Christian Era
Alexandria, Egypt
eschewed religion
despite horrific consequences;
crucified footsteps
along Via Dolorosa;
questioned theology;
but, wisely
outlining acceptable worship
beyond prayer beads, books
charting astrology;
welcomed all regardless
for who they were;
mathematical language
calculated fibrous anomalies
within her Neoplatonist...
Alexandria, Egypt
eschewed religion
despite horrific consequences;
crucified footsteps
along Via Dolorosa;
questioned theology;
but, wisely
outlining acceptable worship
beyond prayer beads, books
charting astrology;
welcomed all regardless
for who they were;
mathematical language
calculated fibrous anomalies
within her Neoplatonist...
#religion
#spiritual
#historical
#philosophical
#EmilyDickinson
877 reads
16 Comments
Ahavati
Tams
Tams
Poem Published
16th May 2019 3:24pm
16th May 2019 3:24pm
A Quintuple of Poets: Part V
Emily Dickinson, 415 Christian Era
Alexandria, Egypt
eschewed religion
despite horrific consequences;
crucified footsteps
along Via Dolorosa;
questioned theology;
but, wisely
outlining acceptable worship
beyond prayer beads, books
charting astrology;
welcomed all regardless
for who they were;
mathematical language
calculated fibrous anomalies
within her Neoplatonist...
Alexandria, Egypt
eschewed religion
despite horrific consequences;
crucified footsteps
along Via Dolorosa;
questioned theology;
but, wisely
outlining acceptable worship
beyond prayer beads, books
charting astrology;
welcomed all regardless
for who they were;
mathematical language
calculated fibrous anomalies
within her Neoplatonist...
#religion
#spiritual
#historical
#philosophical
#EmilyDickinson
877 reads
16 Comments
Ahavati
Tams
Tams
Poem Published
16th May 2019 3:24pm
16th May 2019 3:24pm
A Quintuple of Poets: Part V
Emily Dickinson, 415 Christian Era
Alexandria, Egypt
eschewed religion
despite horrific consequences;
crucified footsteps
along Via Dolorosa;
questioned theology;
but, wisely
outlining acceptable worship
beyond prayer beads, books
charting astrology;
welcomed all regardless
for who they were;
mathematical language
calculated fibrous anomalies
within her Neoplatonist...
Alexandria, Egypt
eschewed religion
despite horrific consequences;
crucified footsteps
along Via Dolorosa;
questioned theology;
but, wisely
outlining acceptable worship
beyond prayer beads, books
charting astrology;
welcomed all regardless
for who they were;
mathematical language
calculated fibrous anomalies
within her Neoplatonist...
#religion
#spiritual
#historical
#philosophical
#EmilyDickinson
877 reads
16 Comments
Ahavati
Tams
Tams
Poem Published
16th May 2019 3:24pm
16th May 2019 3:24pm
A Quintuple of Poets: Part V
Emily Dickinson, 415 Christian Era
Alexandria, Egypt
eschewed religion
despite horrific consequences;
crucified footsteps
along Via Dolorosa;
questioned theology;
but, wisely
outlining acceptable worship
beyond prayer beads, books
charting astrology;
welcomed all regardless
for who they were;
mathematical language
calculated fibrous anomalies
within her Neoplatonist...
Alexandria, Egypt
eschewed religion
despite horrific consequences;
crucified footsteps
along Via Dolorosa;
questioned theology;
but, wisely
outlining acceptable worship
beyond prayer beads, books
charting astrology;
welcomed all regardless
for who they were;
mathematical language
calculated fibrous anomalies
within her Neoplatonist...
#religion
#spiritual
#historical
#philosophical
#EmilyDickinson
877 reads
16 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
9th Jul 2020 2:57pm
9th Jul 2020 2:57pm
As I Grow Old with Grays
The times are changing
As I grow old with grays
I’m busy rearranging
Closer to my last days –
The years go by faster
As I move a little slow
Not yet out to pasture
But I hear the wind blow –
The words escape me
As I write the truth
For all that shaped me
Withered away in youth –
I count every wrinkle
Claiming each as mine
But also see a twinkle
In the life I still define –
Then I begin to smile
I still have time
It might be a while
It may be my prime –
Nothing is...
As I grow old with grays
I’m busy rearranging
Closer to my last days –
The years go by faster
As I move a little slow
Not yet out to pasture
But I hear the wind blow –
The words escape me
As I write the truth
For all that shaped me
Withered away in youth –
I count every wrinkle
Claiming each as mine
But also see a twinkle
In the life I still define –
Then I begin to smile
I still have time
It might be a while
It may be my prime –
Nothing is...
#confessional
#LifeAsAWriter
#LifeGoals
#SelfReflection
#EmilyDickinson
495 reads
6 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
9th Jul 2020 2:57pm
9th Jul 2020 2:57pm
As I Grow Old with Grays
The times are changing
As I grow old with grays
I’m busy rearranging
Closer to my last days –
The years go by faster
As I move a little slow
Not yet out to pasture
But I hear the wind blow –
The words escape me
As I write the truth
For all that shaped me
Withered away in youth –
I count every wrinkle
Claiming each as mine
But also see a twinkle
In the life I still define –
Then I begin to smile
I still have time
It might be a while
It may be my prime –
Nothing is...
As I grow old with grays
I’m busy rearranging
Closer to my last days –
The years go by faster
As I move a little slow
Not yet out to pasture
But I hear the wind blow –
The words escape me
As I write the truth
For all that shaped me
Withered away in youth –
I count every wrinkle
Claiming each as mine
But also see a twinkle
In the life I still define –
Then I begin to smile
I still have time
It might be a while
It may be my prime –
Nothing is...
#confessional
#LifeAsAWriter
#LifeGoals
#SelfReflection
#EmilyDickinson
495 reads
6 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
9th Jul 2020 2:57pm
9th Jul 2020 2:57pm
As I Grow Old with Grays
The times are changing
As I grow old with grays
I’m busy rearranging
Closer to my last days –
The years go by faster
As I move a little slow
Not yet out to pasture
But I hear the wind blow –
The words escape me
As I write the truth
For all that shaped me
Withered away in youth –
I count every wrinkle
Claiming each as mine
But also see a twinkle
In the life I still define –
Then I begin to smile
I still have time
It might be a while
It may be my prime –
Nothing is...
As I grow old with grays
I’m busy rearranging
Closer to my last days –
The years go by faster
As I move a little slow
Not yet out to pasture
But I hear the wind blow –
The words escape me
As I write the truth
For all that shaped me
Withered away in youth –
I count every wrinkle
Claiming each as mine
But also see a twinkle
In the life I still define –
Then I begin to smile
I still have time
It might be a while
It may be my prime –
Nothing is...
#confessional
#LifeAsAWriter
#LifeGoals
#SelfReflection
#EmilyDickinson
495 reads
6 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
9th Jul 2020 2:57pm
9th Jul 2020 2:57pm
As I Grow Old with Grays
The times are changing
As I grow old with grays
I’m busy rearranging
Closer to my last days –
The years go by faster
As I move a little slow
Not yet out to pasture
But I hear the wind blow –
The words escape me
As I write the truth
For all that shaped me
Withered away in youth –
I count every wrinkle
Claiming each as mine
But also see a twinkle
In the life I still define –
Then I begin to smile
I still have time
It might be a while
It may be my prime –
Nothing is...
As I grow old with grays
I’m busy rearranging
Closer to my last days –
The years go by faster
As I move a little slow
Not yet out to pasture
But I hear the wind blow –
The words escape me
As I write the truth
For all that shaped me
Withered away in youth –
I count every wrinkle
Claiming each as mine
But also see a twinkle
In the life I still define –
Then I begin to smile
I still have time
It might be a while
It may be my prime –
Nothing is...
#confessional
#LifeAsAWriter
#LifeGoals
#SelfReflection
#EmilyDickinson
495 reads
6 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
9th Jul 2020 2:57pm
9th Jul 2020 2:57pm
As I Grow Old with Grays
The times are changing
As I grow old with grays
I’m busy rearranging
Closer to my last days –
The years go by faster
As I move a little slow
Not yet out to pasture
But I hear the wind blow –
The words escape me
As I write the truth
For all that shaped me
Withered away in youth –
I count every wrinkle
Claiming each as mine
But also see a twinkle
In the life I still define –
Then I begin to smile
I still have time
It might be a while
It may be my prime –
Nothing is...
As I grow old with grays
I’m busy rearranging
Closer to my last days –
The years go by faster
As I move a little slow
Not yet out to pasture
But I hear the wind blow –
The words escape me
As I write the truth
For all that shaped me
Withered away in youth –
I count every wrinkle
Claiming each as mine
But also see a twinkle
In the life I still define –
Then I begin to smile
I still have time
It might be a while
It may be my prime –
Nothing is...
#confessional
#LifeAsAWriter
#LifeGoals
#SelfReflection
#EmilyDickinson
495 reads
6 Comments
cabcool
Poem Published
19th Jun 2023 4:00am
19th Jun 2023 4:00am
Because I could not pause for Words
After Emily Dickinson:
https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/47652/because-i-could-not-stop-for-death-479
Because I could not pause for Words―
They kindly paused for me―
The Pages held but just Ourselves―
And Vibrant Poetry.
We knew no Prose―our Verses chaste
Had safely put away
Long Sentences and Paragraphs
And every wild Essay―
Verse into School where Children played
Their Nursery Rhyme Ring-Ding―
Would feed the Young and Curious Minds...
https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/47652/because-i-could-not-stop-for-death-479
Because I could not pause for Words―
They kindly paused for me―
The Pages held but just Ourselves―
And Vibrant Poetry.
We knew no Prose―our Verses chaste
Had safely put away
Long Sentences and Paragraphs
And every wild Essay―
Verse into School where Children played
Their Nursery Rhyme Ring-Ding―
Would feed the Young and Curious Minds...
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
#PowerOfWords #EmilyDickinson
#PowerOfWords #EmilyDickinson
296 reads
4 Comments
cabcool
Poem Published
19th Jun 2023 4:00am
19th Jun 2023 4:00am
Because I could not pause for Words
After Emily Dickinson:
https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/47652/because-i-could-not-stop-for-death-479
Because I could not pause for Words―
They kindly paused for me―
The Pages held but just Ourselves―
And Vibrant Poetry.
We knew no Prose―our Verses chaste
Had safely put away
Long Sentences and Paragraphs
And every wild Essay―
Verse into School where Children played
Their Nursery Rhyme Ring-Ding―
Would feed the Young and Curious Minds...
https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/47652/because-i-could-not-stop-for-death-479
Because I could not pause for Words―
They kindly paused for me―
The Pages held but just Ourselves―
And Vibrant Poetry.
We knew no Prose―our Verses chaste
Had safely put away
Long Sentences and Paragraphs
And every wild Essay―
Verse into School where Children played
Their Nursery Rhyme Ring-Ding―
Would feed the Young and Curious Minds...
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
#PowerOfWords #EmilyDickinson
#PowerOfWords #EmilyDickinson
296 reads
4 Comments
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