Best Abeyance Poems

can u tell me whomwhatwhere I am
or is everyone to blame
must i lose all Butt one limbs
and never hope to be the sames
I hide the...

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We grasp shadows flow over magenta light
      in the crystal trails of tourmaline
      yes, both...

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Hereabouts the thinning glades
Of sparse grey Birches:
Brackens crisp copper tresses 
All aglow;
Gently waking Snowdrops
Lift their sleepy heads
From leafy beds of woodland moil,
When tucked snugly up,
Out...

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Marriage becoming a bondage, the couple longed for a riddance.
And through a divorce, finally got freed of their alliance. 
Months passed on without any occurrence.
Slowly,...

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Her neighbors claim her as their fairy,
And gather around to protect
This little wood nymph of their forest
Who so needs their love and respect.

They don't know...

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When air is still and dread silence suffocates
death violates esteemed sylvan sanctity—
whose jealous eye in malice deprecates,
absent demur, spurns all that ought to be.

Sussurus raised...

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Whisper Of Your Soul
       (Soul Listens On A Whisper)

Murmurs soft are sensed, mimic nature, diaphanous clouds spread wide
Settle softer...

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No one is smiling
as if the photo was taken years ago
when exposure was long
with movement held in abeyance
like dreams on the frontier
when great-great-gran was young
younger...

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Between the tick and the tock
time is held in abeyance.
Marvelous things can happen
in that endless, timeless place.

Time is held in abeyance
in that endless, timeless place.
Marvelous...

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let me feel your rhythm manifest
infuse to my liquid being
your power a seed of desired secrets
mesh yourself deep to my tissue
with each roll of your...

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Fading blossoms drooping low in abeyance
Arouse Summer’s suspicions that now Autumn
Races forward, seeking Summer’s abdication. 
Even as the birds plan their migration south,
Willful Summer scoffs...

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In the language of Spirit
it is said: “that we must die before we die.”

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In the language of Sprit
it is said: “that we must die before...

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Let me be clear with no fear 
an atigent of disagreement of any future tense pretense configuration that needlessly resends a sociomatic sick sentiment catalyst...

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cryptic cicada
nocturne of tymbals thrumming
cicatrix in brain

dead silence of night
my last breath in abeyance
for cicada song...

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Puzzle Pieces
                       by...

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