Best Aerials Poems

The rosebud has little to do
Just drink its fill of waters
From the strong sturdy vine that's true
Kissed by dew that matters

And enjoy the kiss of sunlight
Upon woven petals
Open  little each day that's bright
Sun radiant aerials

When opened sufficient indeed
Host a party to bees
Butterflies who on...

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Stood at the upstairs window, hands face down
fists clenched, knuckles touching cool windowsill.
Crows, silhouette cut-outs surveyed the town
from aerials and ranged the skies at will.
I watched their dark progressions jealously,
from eggshells cracked they burst and rove the sky
roaming when needs dictate, they hunt and feed
instinct...

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Sidewalks and skate parks;
   Old swimming pools drained.
Kickflips and split lips;
    young ankles sprained.
Aerials and Varials
    and being called a punk.
Tail taps and  grip tape; 
  and tricks that take *****.
Exercise that is ramped up;...

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The train approaches in the distance
Through a tunnel we gave birth
The chimney smog marries the low clouds
Of increasing heavy traffic and haze of garbage fires
Red roof tops absorb long wave radiation
The neighbourhood’s listening to the world
Through aerials and satellite dishes 

The potholes feel like exploding...

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Where is humanity? 
as Congolese players,
stuffs and fanatics 
were about to sing
their national anthem 
at Afcon tournament,
they put their right hands 
on their mouths
to express the silence 
of the international community 
into the problems of DRCongo.
they pointed  their left hands like guns 
on their heads...

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I chose the reggae mix
Not because i have long hair
Not because i have read eyes
Not because I chew the cud 
Just because i love selector

I chose to listen 
Because of Selector 
He reigns in the kingdom
Of my old box radio
With his maroon black suit 
he...

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Moonstruck

We are so close my love, 
     that on certain dark days
we set each other aflame
     exploding like aerials that
quickly burst then dissipate
     leaving vapors of remains
that the wind blows away.
  ...

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I have no problem
Finding beauty in the most ordinary things
Like sunshine’s crystallized mourning song
Falling down the Arizona sky like raindrops from India
Purple, pink, orange destiny
Slowly reclining before the ebony embrace of twilight

There is nothing wrong
With a coffee before bedtime
Rich pumpkin spice scent wafting from the...

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I Slept with a Female Mosquito
(part III)

Honorable Adjudicators.
How did she enter? Anopheles!
Oblivious, she trailed me?
To my chamber, stalker – to my bed, bawdy
Sneaked in my quilt
Skirting – 
The radar of my eye
The aerials of my ear
And the tax of my hand
So, she, at the dead...

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Le Cirque Bleu

The spotlight is aglow through the gloam
The light an indigo ink modifying color
She swings her body with agility thrusting backwards 
upside down, with unseen wings,
an acrobat aerials amid the roar
She looks pretty with her fan in one hand,
long tresses flowing loosely  ...

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The very first automobile that I ever owned,
Was a 1937 Ford sedan that was many times preowned!
I bought it when I was a junior in high school as I recall.
It would do about 55 miles per hour with the pedal to the wall!

I paid two...

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i'm a book collector of the old,
ham radio books to me are gold,
the ancient ones with valves and such,
I make long wire aerials to keep in touch,
i'm vk4pr of  Queenslands fold...

dont do it now so much...


Don...

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*Image of Child Sad Suffering provided by Pixabay.

Not Of This Earth
Poetic Form: Narrative

Asymmetric mistrals warp speckled vaporous pallidness toward rhythmless voids. Obviates an evacuating azure as a midday star pivots to a twilight qualm. Numinous absent souls of supine prying pupils, yon ethers sinister obscurities,...

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Desire doesn’t belong........

Desire dives into the ocean of the heart
Like high waves rushing to sweep the sand
Like grey clouds all roaring in unison
Gushing to douse the drought ridden land

Desire yearns to light an enduring spark
Like auburn flames kindled by ignition
Like wildfires raging through still foliage
Untamed,...

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we balanced along 
The embankments edge,
And past the Dead Dog Tree.
The view from the eyes that 
Flew above aerials hum
Left us down in the gravelled
Crawl. Scratch and tap among 
The ash heaps and the concrete
Cracks. Left to lie in the
Heart of the seldom sun....

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