Short Pure Poetry Poems

Peculiar habit of the poet:
Search Pure Poetry
In  nonexistent  latitudes!...

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To admire the view is human,
to paint it is art,
to write it is pure poetry....

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You have the power of touching me
with phenomenal tenderness...
Your power excites and inspires me....
you are heaven, you are sea, you are love
you are pure poetry...!...

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reverberations of the conscious mind
in measures of strees and pause

hear me recite from my 4000+PS anthology on youtube under my pen name ichthyschiro..

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Poet, your writing
          it is not an official document,
          no testament...
          Poet, your writing
          that is accurate pure poetry,
          is a manual of tenderness,
          an encyclopedia
          of love.. !...

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thematic
       musicality,
undulating
          harmony
of vocal lines
in
    lavish mood:
a nascent 
        cachet
of
wit
     & elegance,
spring
           forth
in sophistication
to furnish
reputation
propelled
to the pinnacle
of
popular
      preference...

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I'd always felt Life was a song
as many times I'd heard
the stories of my Life
in music mixed with words.
Music lifts you up to soar 
in heights among the clouds
as you learn to use your wings
more than you do allow.
Words behind the music
now stand clear and free
as I see that all in Life
is pure Poetry....

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Two portabella caps Stems removed deeply and diced.
Frills down in olive oil and butter (with stem pieces)
Pan hot
Flip to frills up
Fill with italian dressing and cheddar cheese
Fry covered at simmer

Steam spinach
Steam parsnips in buttered water
 
Saute two filet mignon wrapped in bacon
 divide equally on two plates

Sip wine and share the joy with friends...

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Edge of Time

Welcome to the edge of time
As the moon reflects tomorrow,
Watch the stars slowly fade away
Leaving no time left to borrow.
Witness as the twilights dance
With the sunrise in slow motion,
Take a breath and stand in awe
To pure poetry of the ocean.
Journey to the edge of time
To the boundaries of perfection,
Let the beauty of the sunrise
Help find peace in your reflection....

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Apple pie and coffee on the sofa
with violins, poetry, art, passion
and the small table of heart’s desire,
four eyes and wouldn’t I, or you and we

sense how it rests inside
covered with hammered rust:
consider the beauty:
a key in the forged gate!

Attracted to discover weird insides:
her and the other thing. Or see four hands,
or three when one is stuck, two if entwined,
start eating skin and bones. Pure poetry!...

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Liberty,the poet’s pride where inspiration flies free in light&space.Concentrated& alive this friend within,distilling hidden essence ,the unstated enigma,an overtone without words,flooding out as yesterday’s rain,pure poetry in still life. From a passionate silence touching the void within,words just flow from infinite imagination,oozes &permeats beyond poetry,beyond language,this novelette of structured prose of yesterday’s buried in today....

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"Any fool can turn a blind eye but who knows what an ostrich can see in the sand." Samuel Beckett, Murphy


The ostrich sees as if it's on drugs
And the colours are more than you can see.
The colours you see on colourful mugs
Are nothing to what an ostrich might see.

The ostrich hears as if it has gone up 
To heaven, with all the heavenly harps.
Pure poetry, then, fills an ostrich's cup.
An ostrich is clever... That Murphy knows much!...

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poetry is ;

pulling a velveteen rabbit
out of a moth-eaten top hat
to the oohs and awws
of a wide-eyed children’s crowd

words flowing faster
than tongues wagging
from pursed dry lips
begging for a bit of water

poetry is;

flowering in the middle
of some nameless desert’s
shimmering heat precisely 
at high noon

the sparkle of moisture
an illusion pure
without any slight
of human hand

poetry is pure magic
word imagery
without compare...

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Pure poetry opened this magic door
Opening new vistas of ILLUSION
Enchanting the dreams and golden thoughts	
Travelling from silence into words
Riddled shadows of this palace

Yearning for immortal INFUSION
Planets, paths, abyss, stars
A casement where moss EVENTUALLY grows
Leaving an entangled impression
A mind’s CREATIVITY flows
Climbing mood motionless in memory
Ever challenging the INEVITABLE

By-Tahera Mannan
For Linda Marie’s, Poetry Palace contest...

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She carries a ray of sunshine
             in her smile,
             and a slice of moon
             in her look ...
             She puts wings
             at dawn and leave
             riding her dreams ...
             She is pure metaphor
             before being herself,
             and so it is pure poetry !
             This about being poetry
             is what enchants me the most,
             I'm a poet and
             her apprentice ...!...

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A stimulus proposal that should only take six months
Give every representative including the president one year's paid holiday
Allow the courts ,police,and firemen to stay at their posts.
Every other government office with the possible exception of the Secret Service and all the armed forces can do 
as they see fit to keep us safe for this brief period of freedom. At the end of this holiday we should hold an 
election to decide what to do with obviously useless politicians...

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Such a sparkling belle awesome
With aura spreading winsome
A fabulous fragrance so tempting
A fantastic parlance enchanting
Amazing beauty so beauteous
Astounding mien very precious
With a certain lilt in her voice
Besides the pleasant tinkle nice
Makes me verse an epic prolific
On this superb savoury topic
Super looks of super diva
Resembling the Lord Minerva
In this season of pure poetry
Well with all new symmetry
I just venture on to extoll 
The gorgeous damsel tall..!...

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As the spoken word of God resounds
It fueled our faculties with might
As rainbow shades and shapes abounds
There came a song of joy delight

Like waves, it swelled in pools of plenty
The voice of God had reached new heights
It soothes and warms our hearts once empty
We are elated; another realm is school of light

Poetry and light, and life preserved
Such lessons we learn, in doing what's right
Believe on these gifts so many observes
Give thanks! pure poetry equals life.

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