Best Breezed Poems

I can still recall the look upon His face

Each thought still makes me go to that enchanting place

The vernal air was floral sweet and honey...

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The new sheriff of Poetry Soup
 Rode into town on a horse named Snoop
 Jan was on his wanted list
 And the gang she did...

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*****Anyone who knows my poetry knows how I often use Greek mythology in my works. This poem revolves around the idea of the moon longing...

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Roses felt rosier and Jasmine more fragrant
As tender winds breezed caressing our aura
Inducing sweet emotions in voices of passion
When eloquently we spoke language of love
Hosting...

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I just got through viewing
The "Hot New Poems List"
With the names of those I know
and some I guessed I've missed

I breezed right though the first...

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Summer’s warmth breezed upon the verdant hills
Quivering golden twilight’s zesty marigold appeal
Scintillating rustling leaves in resplendent prairies
While eventide’s glaring aura emulated your zeal
When leisurely you...

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We got some visits from two gods of wind -
fall’s Notus and the winter’s Boreus -
One hot, the other cold; here’s what happened
when they arrived;...

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I once awoke into a dream
And there I saw a sight.
Adrift, a draft of Daffodils
Breezed on a hard day's night.

Still looking up and at the...

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If I ever knew this day would come 
when my muse stops showing up
and words stop flowing through,
I would have breezed upon each chapter
all these...

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Thinking of O, Ms. Jill Martin was in her solitude “Quietly…breathing”
That, she just waved her hand greeting April Lewis “Without Speaking”
I spied humorist Donald Meikle,...

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Ted breezed into the house like he owned the place
with an cocky smirk plastered all over his face
I know that look son; just tell me...

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All day the sun hibernated in the gray clouds. In its absence, a winter wind had woven the corners of the kitchen window with tiny...

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Oluwakayode Adigun a rare name
I heard as I breezed down 
the city of Lagos in search of 
pecuniary gains. Does he teach?
So I was told...

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Gently lying on my bed with my slickly Pink Pajamas,
I fell asleep like a peaceful baby,
then the windows opened in complete excitement,
and the seas breezed...

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It's beautiful, the whole dam business, the circle, 
the new and distant friends, the words formed, 
which blow away; like Zeek and Ike and Calloway;...

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