Best Await Poems

(I.)
Within Golden Walls, Love's Gardens Await

Ripe are swelled grapes upon glowing vine
my darling on love's bounty we shall dine
in our paradise rests more than a dream
there flows truest joy from Heaven's first stream.

Within golden walls, love's gardens await
We should tarry not, best not to tempt...

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[heptapent sonnet]

The Sun has been off, hiding, where its warmth is far from here,
its lustrous fingers stroking other planes.
And I, abandoned to the winter's ruthless time of year,
exist in hope that somewhere spring remains.
The wind will blunt the spirit like a whittler dulls a knife.
The...

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O' Cenobite, Dar'est Thy Soul Await

Alas! By what right is such assailing
amidst uproar, then half-truths a'telling
Does not morn gift upon grass falling dew
yet truth perseveres despite what others do
Aye! But 'tis not fickle applause a noose
tears for the gander, oven for the goose!

Fancy fantasy, a...

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(Spock)

Captain, sensors indicate a power surge
Resonating through their ship's body
I'm sure I don't have to remind you
They have their own Scotty




(the questioning me)

But where has faith brought us?
As I look around I see
A species not asking any questions
About the infinite possibilities




(the faith-based me)

But that's why...

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I wait for you to see me through the night,
for nightmares come and capture me in dread,
I seek from you my solace and your light,
to guide my dreams to paradise instead.

Oh Angel can you wrap me in your wings,
to cradle me in blissfulness to sleep,
and...

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Captains Log Star date 8391.1,

I now face a terrible dilemma.  After the bloodiest of battles with a crew from 
another dimension, a crew of doppelgangers, in essence a crew of ourselves, we 
have finally gained the upper hand, and this other Enterprise, Enterprise of...

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The awoken are the last to notice

I await

not just with yesterday's fear

but tomorrow's anxiety

Not Unknowing

the difference between

real and fantasy

the good from the grit

the snooze from the wit

Kill me off in purple haze 

where diamonds get their rightful gaze 

a preacher's son on the run

I await

and look at...

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I got arrested!... further developments await...

By gravity said law
linkedin with physics
stating that a body at rest
will remain thus unless otherwise
acted upon by an external force,

hence I cannot wrest motion
from inert human matter
regarding nearly lifeless entity
concerning how aye barely breathe
heavily weighed down

with lugubriousness easily crushing
this seventy...

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The path taken, 
stunning and sublime
rivers rushed, 
such a magical ride

the sun shone, 
the bluebird danced
feelings felt, 
life enhanced

secrets floating through 
the innocence,
nothing slipped on by

but still I am

back amid the wilderness
not noticing what's around
grey stealing recollection
darkness gone unbound

stretched across the horizon
silent letters pierce my...

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twinkle of color
memories adorn each branch
stares await new ones...

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Sunset, occurring daily (and as such, no miracle by the nature of the word), 
calls me again to it's evening forum, where I, though vaguely moved to testify - again, only watch. 

I watch...And as ever, am left rippling with the quiet swell of majestic...

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Today, everybody is waiting
           For something..
But, on what is it..
     That one..
Shall be waiting
        - Fore -
If One' should be in await
  ...

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Behind the window-pane I stand
rubbing mist away
From a distance I watch them
holding hands
as Santa Clause pass by
upon his Christmas sleigh
 Slow,So slow they walk
towards a mistletoe
He removes the veil
which covers her grey
beneath the falling snow
He kisses deep wrinkles
which outline her cheek
Each wrinkle a blessing
before eternal...

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From a swift wind may she return this night,
may the moon delight the path less traveled
and make mighty her heals; 
for this tiny flower wan in her meadow,
where lightning rips the skeletal gloom,
(where she knows not which way to heaven) ---
but the Star which shines...

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soul's eternity
basking in the rays of light
endless light, called love...

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