Best Bending Poems

Whether ocean or mountain with valley green
or every deep forest in between

My love for Nature fills my eyes
With every creature of Earth and sky

The changing...

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You hang there on the rise of dawn
Bending twigs where you cling,
Glistening gems on sunlit lawn,
Where I greet you before you're gone,
Before my passions forlorn...

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I shall resolve to leave this
Place now...
And steadfastly search out,
Nestling between ridge and bluff
Amidst the folds of a foreign 
Land,
Several acres of unkempt ground
Fallow and...

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In the endless expanse 
of what exists
and the magic of what can be...

fantasy is the luster of opalescence

conceived in a continual curve of mother-of-pearl panache...

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he enters the room
coyly she tugs her skirt
just a bit
enough to reveal her shapely legs

tossing back her golden tresses
she shakes her head
just a bit
hoping to...

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I Am Winter

I am cold – not heartless,
nor do I wish any harm.
This is just the way it is,
my gaze - a shivering chill,
my kiss...

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What softness in silence amidst the cacophony of a spin cycle world war.
Lying next to your glow in sleep's stillness, careful of your bandaged hand.
Watching...

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               A coloratura rises 
      ...

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My evening sky glints motifs gold
In orange vibes turned ruby bold
Glowing remnants of shining snow
Where pewter winds merrily blow
Swirling imprints of amber glaze
Bending hues of...

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The warm temperature drops outdoors,
    And first drops of fresh rain sprinkle.
      The thunder claps right above...

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early dawn cracks the  wispy air
open , wandering around viscous spaces
like fairy shadows caressing the edge
of sleep… and the days stretch longer,
 
taller than...

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Am I dreaming 
or have I dreamt myself awake
I can’t seem to discern 
between real and fake
What’s right 
What’s wrong
which direction 
should I take
Am I...

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Where gentle winds merrily blow
And twilight flaunts its orange glow
Swirling imprints amber arc spun
Bending beams-mauve of setting sun
Prairies sway in graying shadows
Wailing grief of browning...

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Living on a planet, unsure if I belong 
Where only sand grains and fossils, seem to last long 
The instinct to breathe air, compelling me...

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I was a gentle whisper upon the wind

That swept over the green valleys

I climbed the height of the highest mountain

And murmured softly as I descended...

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