Best Circling In Poems

Lord, you turned the wheels of the galaxies,
You know what makes the planets spin.
You set the universe in motion,
And yet, you care for mortal man.

By your hands, you set the atoms dancing,
And keep the great currents circling in the sea.
You call all the stars by...

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 Listen to the 
ticking hands of twilight,
close your eyes,
while I take your thoughts
   to an ivory reverie of 
flickering fantasies… 
there I’m cruising 
above an 
 island of mystery
in a flying 
 glass catamaran~
glazed in 
fairy sparkles. 
Watching the 
shimmering sea 
swallow...

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The winged god Zephyrus, handsome and graceful
gently flapped his wings, gliding across the meadows.
His eyes fell on naked youths splashing at play
in the sparkling water of a deep wide pool, sheltered  
by willow trees, where fragrant flowers bloomed.
He slowed his flight and looked with...

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                                     Horses wearing woolen coats
    ...

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Think of me as the eyes of late nightfall
crawling through a wafting sill
where lone moon cuddles dimmed glow
before she quietly slowly lays
herself on a cradle of clouds
as whistle of barn owl and incantations groans.

When dusk explodes into ash
upon fairways that lap,
think of me
mysteriously walking on...

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While I gaze at nightfall through chilled droplets
my musings try to redesign past reveries:
oh those exotic, summer escapades now buried
in gravestones of ice- powdered vapor…
and now the blistering winds return
when a frigid son of Poseidon veils
eve's tableau with ghastly pines
like numb statues macabre and furrowed,
hiding...

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cool clear chilly night 
the moon glows so big and bright... 
the owls out tonight 

circling in the sky 
bats swerving so way up high... 
the hooter's- now fly 

golden eyes in trees 
flapping wings soar in the breeze... 
dinner for two, please  


A...

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The Warrior

My pencil is my sword
My eraser is my shield
And when I go to war
My paper is my battlefield 
When life is to much
This is how I express the way I feel
And so I write such words
As murder, stab, kill
When people read these words
Misunderstanding they...

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CHRISTMAS MOURNING

O mourning beast of Christmas steals three days.
The wife bakes joy with kids beside her skirt.
A man, mails cards just down the street, agaze.
The oven shield ablaze... the pavement’s curt.

A pulse of love delivers kiss and hugs
of cookie crumbs...the children whirl with dance.
Mom pours...

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Click

In the dimming light of her bedroom,
a child sits facing the wall in her bad chair.
She has to go potty, but she doesn’t dare.
So she stares at the wall in the gathering gloom.

Click

Her mind is swirling with fear as the curtains billow in the wind,
lightning...

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Buzzards and Flamingos

          buzzards spread broad wings
          fly high, circling in wide span              ...

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15 December 2010
By: Noel N. Villarosa

I was at my age avid for adventure
Played outside the home, street as my playground
Every nimiety of joy, I want to capture
Never ran out of a game plan to lay down

At that time, robots are in the boom
Voltes V, Mazinger...

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From out of the Mist a Dragon roars…
His second breakfast is way to late…
Yes, He’s our Super Duper Hero Dragon…
In search of Innocent Love, Truth, and the American Way.

He can bound tall buildings in a single bound,
Tho his wings help him a lot.
And he’s faster...

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Articles and stories over a thousand years with peers
Bastion of world and unearthly cheers
Chanting, litting the candles of history
Deepens on hearts of directory
Excerpts of penners' calls immortal
Fountain of inspirational walls eternal
Gallantry in thoughts etched on boards
Highlighted in neon lights, not swords
Inlet of brimming vividry
Jargon of...

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Looking down upon the deed I find
The questions circling in my mind
Was there some choice I overlooked?
Some option hid or worse forsook?
My brothers now behind me stand,
and we proclaim a merry band!
Yet it’s the blood-soaked ground behind
That seems to fill my heavy mind.
We sought to...

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