Best Borealis Poems

Silent sighs hide inside breath clouds 
exhaled into sentimental air
as brisk winds summon twilight,
tinting innocent horizons.

Oxygen dances with atmospheric particles
creating a plethora of chemical reactions.
Enchantment...

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In a glimmered lace of sunrise’s veil,
dawn hovers like a freshly-cleansed nymph,
wafting and bubbling with a spice of mint
in dew’s chastity pool delicately undressed.
The path...

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Art is abstract
Art thrives with colours
Colours brighten faded coral
Colours highlight black
Black skies with silver stars
Black opal gemstones
Gemstones like amethyst
Gemstones of vivid ruby
Ruby roses and crimson...

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My mind has wings and wants to fly
into galaxies where stars streak.
Aloft on whispers and a sigh
a hint of stardust on my cheek.

Into galaxies where...

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He 
has certainly 
perfected the art 
of being a smart a** -
a trait that swims like a tadpole 
in his father’s gene pool
and nurtured by...

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STARGAZING

		I have seen forever, friend,
		Written across dark skies,
		In the planets, stars and galaxies
		Whose light endlessly abides.

		With mind as finger I trace the lines
		The length of...

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Red Cloud....

These reminiscing waters have grown somewhat stagnant now; mirthless repose

It seems as the shimmering simile river begins its, millennials requiem

Canines still echoing somewhere beyond...

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Farther than mantles of a pewter night,
Comets reel in their own immeasurable world
Past earth's sky,  gloaming through lattices
Woven by celestial bands... a grandeur
From a...

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if you follow borealis,
you might hear children's laughter

innocence brings us closer,
our darkest corners can find light

the laws of man    have not changed

do...

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Tonight the golden glow of stars and the crescent moon's silver light are far more beautiful than mankind has the right to behold. The Creator,...

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"Like a shooting s t a r,
         plunging from lunar fields of lavenders,
  to touch the...

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Painting You

Before painting, I first sketch you
In my mind’s eye…To compose
The lines, shapes, shadows and lights, 
That work altogether to form a semblant sight
Of you...

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She rises above a pool of twilight blue,
The water glimmering liquid crystal
Fluid as an oiled navel which brightens her flesh,
That inside pure  eyes, mist...

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I want to live
Not to focus on the end
Or on ENDING it
Not to see what’s wrong but right
Try to see beyond darkness to light
I want...

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Two little sparks
enlightening the dark

(tidal waves tugging on the heart)

One named Amelia, the other Aurora:
Completing the scenery --- fauna and flora.
But Borealis, she has no...

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