Best Acacia Poems

the big shirt jigged and flapped, 
while the clothes line struggled 
to gain control; wily birds 
stamped their little feet to the
shirt’s sailing- ship, wild-blustered
rhythm;  below, the fat garden
cat licked its lips as Mrs Bridges 
prepared the evening meal, early.

The big shirt jigged and...

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We are lost in the fog rolling over river waves, intoxicated with waters music. 
I can see you only, and you can see only me,
while passion between us turns into endless blue.
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In a flash, I can see
yours jump into the hug of insectoid past.
Dreaming fingers...

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In an atmosphere when every one is worried and busy in solving its own problems, this poem would give you some moments of relief to enjoy the beauty of Nature, With best wishes to all my PS friends......Ravindra K Kapoor 

Beauty of Acacia tree in...

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Based on a true incident- 

In an atmosphere when every one is worried and busy in solving its own problems, this poem would give you some moments of relief to enjoy the beauty of Nature, With best wishes to all my PS friends......Ravindra K Kapoor...

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From the moment we shook hands
By subtle vibes I’d been eclipsed
Distinct your voice ever so grand
From the moment we shook hands
Upon your palms illusive strands
Blending with such beckoning lips
From the moment we shook hands
By subtle vibes I’d been eclipsed...

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It’s silent on the savanna tonight
We creep toward the acacia trees
hoping to not see a lion or leopard
we have already been chased by wild dogs
the entire family is here, alert and aware
luckily we only need twenty minutes of sleep a day
this helps us survive...

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FOG LIKE PHANTOM STREAMS
misty beauty, white ravines
make mornings meaningful

Acacia arboretum hold fast
At the breaking before breakfast
The new day, old friends, egrets...

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I BIRTHED ALONE

Twelve hours in velvet dark
I waited for your shaft
to penetrate my channel of desire
birthing purity and long lashes

You came without a doubt 
Acacia branches making curtains 
their feet digging deep for
numinosity of life

Wisdom of Time feeding a 
penetration into waiting 
moistness hidden thorns...

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