Best Bohemian Poems

Once so loyal and always true the gargoyles watch everything now
During their stony slumbers with their careful one-eyed open view,
As evil red-eyed demons rain down...

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Once so loyal and always true the gargoyles watch everything now
During their stony slumbers with their careful one-eyed open view,
As evil red-eyed demons rain down...

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Become my air,
pursuing my scent 
  in sweet fragrant  fields,
where devouring tastes 
   of bohemian spirit,
delicately descend 
   ...

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Heart yearns for a remedy to help it unwind,
as thoughts drift to forgotten forests of the mind.
Distant visions with hues of a sepia tone,
soul senses...

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“When I am silent, I fall into the place where everything is music.”
Rumi

If life was a song,
what would be your refrain?

When instruments of fate performed
in...

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"When humanity becomes louder than love, stay out of its way. At times, it's better to be the lion in the distance, rather than the...

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Restless, roving soul
needing, reaching, grasping
aching, antsy, anxious
impatient since birth
my soul is a gypsy
wandering the earth

I delve the depths
for spiritual solace,
that place of rest-
scouting rough terrain
searching,...

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   "A crescent dahlia floats, birthed in decay ~
            midst emerald ferns,
...

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From your hands that dipped me in cool tubs 
and soft morn wakes, you were the gentle lion
taming my bohemian strains; the lamb of summer
rain...

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  As heartrose epitaphs
swathe earthly echoes
   with swelled up  w a v e s
  of spiritual sirens,
sea-fairies collide
  with...

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My heart is breaking, but the show must go on.
Too much love will kill you, if you try too hard.
Love of my life, don't leave...

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Oh beautiful Gypsy,
I see you there, in amber campfire mist.
On the banks of a crystalline pool, a bronze skinned lovely moving with intoxicating rhythm to...

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Invitation to a Valentine Bash

(Direction to the Venue)

I live on the Heartland Estate
across from the Elysian Fields,
At the corner of Lovers Lane
and Pure Passion Boulevard
in...

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Born Joseph Ferdinand Gould, in Norwood Massachusetts, 1889.
A 1911 graduate of Harvard, and a
Greenwich village Bohemian from 1916 until 1957,
and the time of his death...

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You told me 
when I stepped into your bad dreams
that cloudy day,
you were on a midnight bullet flight 
to Phoenix from L.A.

Smoking barrel infidelity blues
was...

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