Best Allaying Poems

I like many others have lived in our dreams
In this world where I lived amongst forests and streams
Where the Great Plains stretched and our rivers flowed
If you could see through my eyes, how my tribe glowed

Born from my mother of Arikara descent
My father a Sioux...

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From Dawn's Spirited Breath, See Red, Red Rose

When Summer rose meets dawning's sweetest hush
Sun comes to bequeath its dawn bathing rays
Red beauty gleaming, rose stills early rush
Into man's world shines, another bright day.

With red rose petals spreading ever wide
Calming thoughts, heavenly blue ocean waves
One may...

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O singing
strings of my violin heart
  let the vibrant breeze
      of mellifluous air
        embrace your deep rosewood skies 
             orchestrated...

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Midnight breezes echo a snuffed demise    from this lament ,
While time hangs amidst moments on pale skies from this lament.

A  lone ibis drifts on weeds reflecting my emptiness
When summer dreams grow dull through ashen eyes  from this lament...

How bitter this...

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One step I go back, and
I see you holding my hands...
With a smile, walking down the lanes.
Yesterday I acquainted me in you
When your hands grabbed mine in your fears
With such reliance, allaying down the pains.
And Today when I stood still
I saw myself lost in despair
When...

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"Shades"

You shade me
I shade you
stops the sun burning
eternally through
long nights’ deep bleed
the blue birds lead the way;
"definitely no more flowers",
you say.
I say, "fancy some 
foxgloves?"
You say, "Slinky opera-like?"
I say, "No way, Prospero
digitalis are us
behind eyes that pray."
Just for good measure
I say, 
"I’m not Miranda,
I’m Prospera,
by...

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William Branton has just run into camp as if the earth is falling away from his heels,
he has spotted a large cluster of Indians to the south moving towards us on horseback, 
an estimated 100 + Braves, face painted for combat with sunset as an...

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To compare you to a moonlit sky
Bathed in the light of the stars aglow
With gloom and Night across the earth
Your face, the Moon, a beauty to bestow

Perhaps a glee of only a few hours or so
For the darkness shall flee and the sun shall glow
Yet...

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Old Roxie is dead. She's gone to her bed
Near the drop-off where leaves are decaying.

Yet she rises again from that terrible fen
In a manner grotesque and dismaying.

The grave that we dug, although tidy and snug,
Was too shallow for her to be laying.

So the volatile gas...

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After July abdicates, august August arrives,
and the year advances, as annually agreed. 
After assessing alternative alternatives and accords,
as anticipated, no other affirmative alternative is advanced. 
Actually August is always an annual actuality, affably accepted
as amicable and always awaited ardently, as July avidly absconds!
Anxiously active actions...

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Waking me in the wake of her brilliance
words spoken,written in convoluted high tones
ringing meaning esoteric and quite unknown
the craft was hyped in meteoric terms
shining bright, sending craven tremulous brain numb.



Harking, in glory she strode the road

on which no one else was allowed 

they lined up...

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I’m slowly dying ... being pillow buried alive,
and ain’t nobody’s pity coming
to prematurely save me

I fell into this death trap of my own crypt choosing,
when the creeping lust
of a sultry smile 
enticed me so hypnotically
I shouldna went scuba diving for pearls only skin deep

Whispering desires...

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I zip swiftly along on my snow machine,
admist a white blanket with spots of green,
my trapline runs along this stretch,
Alaskan cold makes smoke of breath.

The snowpack has been good this year,
goes a little way to allaying my fears,
but who knows what’s in the traps I...

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Stillness envelops me now 
Wishing I could hear your whispers
But mortar shells rattled my ears 
From air raids on the battle front
Constant blasts pierce anvil and hammer
Leaving me deafened through echoes of night.
 
My return leaves you waiting among flowers
Allaying fears and speaking through warm...

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She hailed from the kingdom in the north named Israel.
This woman must have had her beginnings in hell.
She was wicked princess of Ahab and Jezebel.
Intemperance nearly led to great Judah’s death knell.
A heathen worshipper of idols and deities;
rule over God’s people made the worst of...

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