Best By Poems

When the crimson rose has faded
And our day at last is done;
In the forest dark and shaded
Blows the tempest, dims the sun.
When the night holds us together
Shall forgiveness mend the past
Will despair bring sunny weather 
And heal our hearts at last?

If we hide within the...

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A
fine
Parrot Tulip
in vibrant intensities 
with unique undertones
of green acquirable only in a 
few forests. A ruby red swirls within 
its petals beckons awareness of those very 
strokes that live in the lustre of your shapely lips 
like fantasy realized. Mirthful yellows in all those lacquers...

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Enraptured by blue Sea, Sun chose a place 
above Sea, on a cliff. To touch her face, 
Sun then sank low; final radiance fell, 
a lover's fingers on her mighty swell, 
with passion's touch her cobalt blue to trace. 

A last caress. . . and...

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Crystal winged hourglass flows muted gold sand
as time turns red dawn to pink dusk once more;
 life’s tapestry fades as years so expand 
but love in the heart gives youth to restore
when embraced with so much left to explore. 
 Crystal winged hourglass portrays such...

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~ for my fellow poets ~


as slaves to the pen
or our keyboard, more apt
this molding of words
in a word, holds us rapt

fine fancies or fears
take us places unknown
our muse and our craft
better focused alone

the voice of our id -
the bounce of our rhyme
thus, charming or...

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"England and America are two countries separated by a common language." 
                                    ...

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If you can keep calm when all around you,
Are frustrated, and angry with you,
Always believe in yourself, and be true,
Don’t be too proud, be positive with others too,
All good things come to those who wait,
Don’t ever listen to lies, that’s a fact,
Try to avoid being...

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FOREVER ADELINE 

Acknowledgement:  
A big thank you Sam Scott from our Poetry Soup Community,
for your splendid narrative contribution.

Synopsis: 
A story of unrequited love that began in childhood. 
Despite the passage of time, his love remained hauntingly 
painful even after she fell in love with...

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I am spellbound and perfectly misplaced
in frozen arms of a broken spring
where garnet gaze of sage wood sun
is envied by the pale moon
convincing rose quartz stars
that changes arise
whilst lilac lines 
sail across
silken
lace
of
pearly
reflections
from lunar beams
descending swiftly
As eclipsed metaphors
draw darkness across grey dawns
draped in specks of daffodil...

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I watched them gather round
The warmth of your flame
Like campers at campfire time
Huddling close to you
Pushing and jostling
For the best place
I saw your warmth
Dancing off their faces
Small cinders escaping into the night
I followed the sparks drifting up
On the chilly breeze
Riding high…disappearing into the stars

I was...

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I sit here and ponder the days that have past
The many loves that I had, that just didn’t last.
One really sticks out, wish I had another chance
Treating her so differently, I’d show her romance.

I loved once a man, who just wanted to play
At being romantic...

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I

when the world had no headsets
the sunbathing crowd
fell asleep to the sounds of
transistors played loud
while the deckchairs and windbreaks
kites, beach balls and more
formed the stripes, lines and circles
that painted the shore
and the longer I walked
on the sand to that sea
the more the sea seemed
to get...

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And should my life, a flower be
                      Each petal, of a memory
I’d find a stem of envied bliss
      ...

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POTD - 25th September 2024

Synopsis - 

A bitter-sweet, hauntingly romantic and heart-wrenching ballad that follows her journey of sorrow and longing, as she searches for answers to a love torn apart. Watch as the story unfolds, revealing the depths of her heartbreak. Thank you for...

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You pull me from the depths of forevers of thought
elegantly twirled, though evidently caught
shaped by the vortex, virtuoso of pain
fluctuating truths from half flailing to half slain

   the mirror of water I'd rather not see
   if I peer in I see...

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