Best Animated Poems

Waking to cold blown tent, ground frozen icy hard
woods are my love, as is poetry to a bard.
Today starts my anticipated forest trek,
seeking salvation from...

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It has been ages since the laughter died, which was many suns ago,
Soon swept away by fleeting time, like the brief giggle of a rainbow.

My...

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Soul Searching Trek Along Winter's Snow Painted Trails

Waking to cold blown tent, ground frozen icy hard
woods are my love, as is poetry to a bard.
Today...

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I reach onto the bookshelf 
Carefully removing the photograph album from the top shelf

We nestle together on the sofa
I slowly turn over the pages
Yellowing photographs...

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It’s siesta, yet one can hear from the second floor of the house the animated sharing of juicy news some visitors have brought to the...

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I had waited for you seemingly forever
So long did it take before you were to come into my life
But in so many ways you had...

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With my brightened lens, I watch you
mystically zooming in     zooming out,
and my eyes focus on the shutter where
 a hundred gulls...

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Ride of the Scarecrow Clan

(To: Mittens) 

She was born in the corn on a cold misty morn,
the most beautiful cat on the farm.
(I must keep...

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My great, great Aunt had a lovely old home,
with many a wonderful story,
hidden within its walls.

A Victorian, architectural designers dream;
vaulted ceilings, full of ghosts;
where spirit...

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As I watch her from across the open squares way ~

Beneath this black and white zebrad umbrellas, curtain and stage....

Navigating, throughout the hurried animated crowds

While...

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PATINA OF PAIN

Beneath the kaleidoscopic chameleon skin
the concept called color doesn’t ever change,
as red stream in the vein blood flows always thin.
The truth dwells beyond...

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Spring slips those neo-leaves on protuberance-limbs.
Youth is adorned with buds and flowering whims.

Poppies drench an infant’s eyes and awaken sleep.
Spiked trellis dreams sow garden-beard whims.

Blackbirds...

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Once the night had fallen upon a sleepless slumber,
Whence the winter woke me when the third was three in number.

I sense that a wince doth...

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Somehow in the late of nighttime,
a wooden door's front lantern brings
me to a table where strangers 
from a distant tavern grow more animated 
with a...

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The skeletons and songs of samsara eternal
fleshed, fattened and flamed in karmic harmony,
your heart begins to beat in dark plethora roll
an in utero thunder thumps...

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