Best Brio Poems

Rendered your elixir within flowing fire
turned my head till flames got higher
'neath vapors' influence lustfully burning,
imbibed upon insatiable blushed lips
feverish craving ignited darkly melting hours
intoxicated...

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His wise council and kind patience bolstered my resolve
to overcome my youthful woes and nightmarish troubles solve.
His humanity may have saved my life. His memory...

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(In 1807, Beethoven wrote a piano/violin
piece with this title.  Count Leo Tolstoy
followed in 1890, with a short novel of the
same name, in which he...

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I want to see you back again,
When you were at the highest eminence of the world,

Flowing, blowing, glowing charms all around,
Accompanied by cherish moments of...

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Out the window flows my gaze
Blissfully journeying the horizon,
-- Like the fair sea bestowed per Poseidon --
Lost among secular golden haze.
  The sky leered...

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A moment of ecstasy, of being a mother,
A reverie of life gratified.

I saw a glitter as you opened your tiny eyes,
My very existence glorified.

Your charming...

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Outside new rose buds contemplate
the future, should we bloom or no,
and tempt our own vermillion fate?

We are not winter's afterglow,
they muse, but amulets of grace,
consider...

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seminal squirt didst sanctify 
   an anonymous boulder 
when mercury dipped below 
   hashtag mark registering colder

than usual temperatures circa 
...

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I am attracted by
Virtuous notes
A capable sound
From a Steinway & Sons grand piano

A mighty orchestra
Unknown melodies
A child prodigy at the keyboard
A Gift of Peace

The hammer...

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Lady Melanie with silver locks
Loved her bonbons, bagels, and graved lox.
Curmudgeon geezers viewed her a fox,
But she loved them less than chicken pox.

Melanie kept free...

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shrapnel of empty hearts bent on violence 
envious of your enchanting beauty
demanding complete control
finding intimacy only through destruction... 
when will you learn the ways of...

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My heart felt old; I sought the cold.
Canada’s land was what I planned.
Among trees grand and far inland
To dance my sad brand of sarabande.
Yet precious...

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inescapably booby trapped in the region of self
anticipating illumination with a dopey grin
and a grimy determination masked by ungodly brio 
gimme your best shot you...

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Who decides what historical events adorn
textbooks students read,
     hence a starry notion born
grew up while

     this lumpenproletariat...

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Revealing itself, 
speaking aloud, 
following a message,
propaganda,
only what it wants,
redundantly variying,
mysteriously gliding,
openly loud,
behind a facade of cheerfulness,
a darker tune beneath,
allegro con brio,
one two three four,
three...

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