Best Bestrewn Poems

Golden-flecked bliss   
of enraptured blown-kiss   
stardust bestrewn   

beguiling skies   
bespangled sequin eyes   
shimmer in swoon   

in midnight hours 
from celestial bowers   
lift blest voices       

balmy...

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In this wondrous world, we are bound
to the silent realms of our poetic soul

Where white doves flutter and sighing words whisper
as dreams are dreamt with a heart's fervor
of unyielding desire which brightly burns
through the words of poetry
that capture the world's glorious glimmers
which slowly drip upon...

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In this wondrous world, we are bound
to the silent realms of our poetic souls

where white doves flutter and sighing words whisper
as dreams are dreamt with a heart's fervor
of unyielding desire which brightly burns
through the words of poetry
that capture the world's glorious glimmers
which slowly drips upon...

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Doth thou Parle the night's
                   Vastidity?
       Wouldst be thine haver of thy
Uneyed, thought-sickness strewn umoving
      ...

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Dreamer

ONE of my longings is that the stars above,
So bright and far they scarcely shine on love
Were not, out there, so distant from the moon
But trekked across the sky to love bestrewn.

I must not stay withdrawn but wish each day
Unto the darkness, stars would find...

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Stone Mountain should die today.
Tomorrow would be fine.
But that raft of traitors eulogized, defaced
Would remedy an abuse of time.

The betrayers that love it still
Are awash from the American current.
The tattoo of turncoats on that hill
Long abuse our country's spirit.

Stone Mountain must die fast and sound
By...

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Ruminating over a golden era gone by and over possessiveness filled me with nostalgia
Ultimate luxury of vying for a car as well as owning a chauffeur driven one was
Sadly for the migrated rulers who ruled over another dynasty across oceans
The massive Ford drove into grandpa's...

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Early days as a flaneur;
I recall the couple 
On the Metro
When I was still innocent 
Of its labyrinthine complexities;
Slim pretty white girl,
Clad head to toe 
In new blue denim, 
Wistfully smiling
While her muscular black beau 
Stared straight through me 
With fathomless, fulgorous orbs;
And one of...

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Lo!  Behold the morning with such beauteous delight.
See diaphanous filaments bestrewn with beads of dew,
sparkling their display of every shade of prismatic hue,
exalting the spider’s art, woven throughout the night!

Lo!  See the wraiths of mist, slowly rising from the river bed,
whilst apparent rootless...

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Something about the month of May
Through early dawn unto the day
From dusk to night's twinkling play
Of all nature's beauty on display
The Star's own star shines on so bright
Like the sparkle in her eyes alight
I chance to catch her downcast sight
That sets me lost in love's...

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An elitism set awhirl like a spinning top 
Buoyed in hypocritical double standards and flimsy hoax
A nuisance that seems to never stop 
And the world Is stage staggering in its hazards and coax 
In constrained selective sympathy and nuance 
As the pressed lurk in their...

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Tryst edged ... Aurora whisper serendipitous saffrons,
e'er forging balms beamish strands to aerate crown's expanse, whilst bestrewn
lissome mists waltzes amongst errant gasp caught in rapture.

An ephemeral cloudburst evaporates on supine
silhouettes of the gods. Pristine manna with a sigh ... midst hollow
utter, guides dulcet zephyrs to...

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Never needed LSD,

seeing things that could not be,

rejecting my own ESP,

I swim the Sea of Apathy,

traverse the Desert of Ennui,

emotions under lock and key,

internalize the wild banshee.


Toddler's rolled up dungarees,

bemuse the double-amputee,

heart bestrewn with life's debris,

none of us get off scotfree.


Handcuff life's evacuees,

so tender is...

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Beyond yon roof, of sod and thatch
Beyond yon door, of wood and latch
Beyond the reach of man's morals
Beyond yon hedge of thicket Laurels

Dwells a creature in forest veil
Dwells one, that lives, beyond the pale
Dwells, who takes victims with care
Dwells, who with, blank eye does stare

Watch,...

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Lo!  Behold the morning with such beauteous delight.
See diaphanous filaments bestrewn with beads of dew,
sparkling their display of every shade of prismatic hue,
exalting the spider’s art, woven throughout the night!

Lo!  See the wraiths of mist, slowly rising from the river bed,
whilst apparent rootless...

Continue reading...