Best Assuaged Poems

A cummerbund of peach and tangerine
below Persian blue sky now washes pale,
Marsh Harriers and Starlings call, unseen,
competing in bizarre chromatic scales.
Sewn onto the horizon in a hem,
like cardboard cut-outs on a puppet's stage,
black silhouettes of trees break up the Fen,
companions, my deep solitude assuaged.
A circling...

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Now is love’s rift rejoined by your return
And my loss at your leaving now undone.
Your name is joy, and joy from sorrow turned
And the time of your loss its season run.
Now is this night become awakened day
And this new Summer’s warmth a healing balm,
Soothing bleak...

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Flickering like candles in the slightest breeze,
Raw with emotion, they are seen so easily worn on sleeves.
Asunder they may break, so
Gentle you must be! Gossamer
Is the flimsy sweater of protection that they wear.
Laugh or look too hard at them, and you are liable to
Embarrass or...

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Some say mankind’s a blight upon the Earth
That left alone would be a paradise
But sucks its blood and lays on it a curse
Destined to burn or freeze in waste of ice
 
Cassandra voices preach in latter days
To craven souls, increasing sad despair
In strange alliance then...

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Turbulent moves the water mass
Thumping and roaring as it rolls,
Sheltering in her, myriad strange beings
From tiny planktons to giant killer whales

Constant remains she, yet changing ever
The puzzling paradox beyond the land
She had cradled the first mote of life
Earliest link in the incessant chain of life

Whipped...

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Candles lit, soft music seduces my ears
She takes my hand and shows me the way
I stroll into a cloud with footsteps of ardor
Plans for the evening thrown out the window
She kisses my ear and whispers, "I love you"
 My knees weaken at the hint

Her feminine...

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Where once a gentle poet penned her heart,
we look upon a sad and empty page,
there - common thoughts became embellished art
and hungry thirst for passion was assuaged.
So oft our search for peace takes crazy turns
to where we find a tempest as we lay,
and not the...

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The young lady's car slowed to a stop ...

As she pulled as far off the highway, (onto the shoulder), as she could
(Allowing for any snow plow that might come along).
She had chosen poorly this time
Believing she had enough gas to get to the next fuel...

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When Grandpa climbed to meet the sky 
the prayer beads seemed to delay
a night so thin, it can’t deny
flushed teardrops washing air in gray.

Till darkness sprawled on tilted plate
when Grandpa climbed to meet the sky; 
my anger turned to a debate 
with heaven; needing a...

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It was always you
For love sings thy name
The cool wisp of blushing lips
The chorus of springtime's first kiss
Which my heart still proudly bares
Without refrain

I can still feel your smile
A warmth that spurns
Winter's deepest dire
Shivering fears erased
Imperfections embraced
By the fingertips of faith's fire

It was always you
Who...

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SELF ACTUALISATION

        S- Senses smoothly surpass
              E -Existing eclipsed envelope
               ...

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Summer's sun shily entered the season
keeping the Northern Hemisphere's Southern regions
comfortable, a spirit quite forgettable.

Deep down, everyone knows
it's just a matter of time, till it shows 
its true color upon all living creatures.

And August went on fire, sweating out
all the anger ever held - burnt...

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My mama loved her yellow pills;
		she'd taken them for thirty years.
		Her outlook wouldn't be the same
		without them. They assuaged her fears

		and made her smile, although hard times
		throughout the years had come her way.
		"I wouldn't be the same without
		my yellow pills," she'd always say.

		Last year we...

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A lapse of judgment, a tempest of rage;
A crazy obsession, to not be assuaged.
Aggression triggered by an avoidance of life;
Anger transmitted by internal strife.

A malignant cancer, that blankets the soul;
Aimless, directionless, irrational goals.
Misunderstandings, needs to be addressed,
Lives of conflict and bitter unrest.

Insecure souls in need...

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Was professor of astronomy, ah those heady days
    Studied fields in cosmology, including solar rays
 Observed galaxies all my life, seeking exotic events
   Ironically happens now, as my death’s dispensed 

  By dour hospice window, seeds a suffusion of...

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