Best Breezeless Poems

Patience

breezeless summer day -
motionless on lily pad
frog waits for victim...

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Stiff pleated fronds in concert rise
to wax under the April sun 
and trill their canticles begun
in verses jade that they comprise.

Chartreuse of thorny branches splay
a...

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The cloying sangria
of freesias
invades the screen.
Amber bees whine
in wastrel air
like breezeless fans.
My shirt 
is porcelain skin.
I dangle one metronome leg
off the arm
of a wicker chair
on...

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The sun descended slowly
Behind the purple hills, sending
Long shadows behind her.
Night enveloped the vista.
I walked barefoot on the beach.
Did I hear sirens singing?
Their alluring song...

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A mackerel sky fillets the village
then hides it in a breezeless blear.
Heads poke out of net drapes
sniff and fish behind trawling curtains.
Shopkeepers brace for
wet dog...

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Sunlight is described on the space where it lays
The sun beams is what lands here and there throughout
A warm feeling is expressed in some fine...

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Once upon a time in an alluring place
Flourishing realm sweet with seasons showers pace
The earth food for life the lush greenness embrace
Array of flowering plants...

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gentle waves 
lick the sand
softly they embrace
eternally holding hands

caught in the motion 
swaying forever to and fro
violent with a storm;s commotion
or breezeless and ever so...

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Early last October, on a cool and breezeless morning, one o’ my grandsons, Grant, and I had a half a dozen lines 
Bobbin’ near the...

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A mackerel sky fillets the village
then hides it in a breezeless blear.
Heads poke out of net drapes
sniff and fish behind trawling curtains.
Shopkeepers brace for
wet dog...

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without the whirl
of a happy sound
too quiet the fan

the dim lighting
lacking air
sans morning sun

thoughts stifled
with buzzing
the sweat pouring

breezeless tease
dreams of
Winters cloak

the loudness
of the tinkers
like bells

9/5/2018...

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Heavy air on breezeless days
push me under shady trees
sweat stained ball caps
shade red leather faces

Adonis boys display their prowess
to bikini clad Aphrodite
Blood runs hotter than...

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I.

The gales of Hell, they gust my soul; 
I shutter up in vain--
Cracked windows of my storm-rent brain,
Shuddering as wind-tides roll.
Rattling rhythms wrack my soul.

The...

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I.

The gales of Hell, they gust my soul; 
I shutter up in vain--
Cracked windows of my storm-rent brain,
Shuddering as wind-tides roll.
Rattling rhythms wrack my soul.

The...

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During a brief step outside into the night air,
I felt the light and was forced to turn, stop, and stare.

The sky was bright again with...

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