Best Apr Poems

Winsome Wisteria Sonnet

Eden, open your ardent arms to grace 
Wisteria's soft lilac petaled blooms 
Draped stunningly about Spring’s sunny face 
In softest shades of lavender...

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I am a silent movie,
a corny melodrama
played in black and white
with an observable flicker.
A little tramp
accompanied by ragtime piano.

You are pure A-list 
Technicolor, 
Dolby digital
THX,...

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Where once a caterpillar ceased to crawl
  knit into a temporary tomb
  a chrysalis shell now lies, empty, broken
  observed from above
...

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clouds like sheep
grazing in the blue
scatter on the breeze

How marvelous was the first week of March in my state. The temperatures exceeded my hopeful expectations....

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Where conifers gaily waltz tempos evergreen
Unspoiled by human deeds, pure, and pristine,
Eagles soar there, spanning freedom wings 
And trees gently whisper to rhythmic bird trills
Echoing...

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a playground’s laughter
                  fragrant in its innocence- 
...

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Peekaboo
I see you
But you do not see me

Clammy sweat
Palms get wet
You want to run, be free

Shiver, shake
Wide eyes make
You give a stiffled scream

Unclear doubt
What's about
Feel's...

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Up
in the sky
i saw a clock one
time lost in time when
had i any time to spare my
time would be  timeless forever
i used to ...

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it happened all so fast
it was a swoosh it was a blur
it was all so very intense
and I remember every minute
every gruesome detail
every awesome moment
every...

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Poetic lines
plucked out of the universe of creativity
a structure perhaps in place.

The poet's mind
a receptor
like a television receiving radio waves.

A message and a form emerges...

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all earthy lives still have to die
and that’s how it was meant to be
though man and science question why

we celebrate the joys of life
and that’s...

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I wish for days past
and yearn for that kind of love...
and the wind whispers

I wish upon the stars at night and hunger to go back,...

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as best she can
she tries
to insulate
each gap
of silence

the voids the cracks
with everything she can

anything to blur
the reality
she wants
so desperately
to gloss over
and forget

mindless chatter
most times sadly...

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This garden city
Concrete skyscrapers loom;
Greenery punctuate


Tree-lined avenues
Bourgainvillea clusters;
Traffic jam companions


Waltzing slowly
Overhead bridge;
Ant-people below


Old neighbourhood
Heartland community;
Ageing populace


Feeble old lady
Speeds on wheels;
Electric commotion


Playground
For small kids and big;
Noisy...

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"I never travel without my diary - One should have something sensational to read"
...Oscar Wilde, 1891

30 May 48:  I graduated from high school today...

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