Best Commingled Poems

Evolution Of Our Dream ~ Andaree


On our wedding day, commingled trunks were we;
roots, planted in good soil, held firmly.
Together, neath each sunbeam,
small limbs grew to gleam
with our shared
dream.
Soon limbs flared;
heightened to extreme
spread to show our diverse scene.
Roots fed well each own dream, for you see
on...

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It is the house of consciousness
channeled from above
It is the home where dreams reside
The cozy place of love

Invisible, intangible
distinct from flesh and bone
commingled with the breath of life
brought forth by God alone

The coverings that we can see
the body, clothes and hair
can misdirect the human eye
from...

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Given that God alone is the all there is
and all manifestations are but a dream,
to find out who we are is then not a quiz,
for as we are bathed in light of love’s moonbeam,
from our heart bursts forth, a thunderous bliss fizz,
whence we see this...

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"Times Square was magnet to rejoicing
hearts, as mine was on that day the victors 
came. With roses, red, as were perhaps,
my cheeks, I vowed each bloom for
every home-come valiant there I'd see."

"I see her still despite the sixty years,
a taintless angel clutching there a bunch
of...

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Nadal came out on top today,
His eighth time at the French.
He looked relieved and quite composed
While sitting on the bench.

And when that silver trophy
Was placed firmly in his hands,
A roar was heard from all the crowd,
Rejoicing in the stands.

He kissed that bowl and raised it...

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Sweats and Sweets
I’m jogging very quickly in my sweats
To reach my seventh mile without delay
Insatiably my fervor for a treat
I can’t control a taste for something sweet
Although I had no breakfast fare to eat
The sixth mile has me sweating in my sweats
But soon I’ll reach...

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Thou magic which my heart conceived 
upon thy tender chest,
the beat of heart
thy memory kept
as twinge of pain did start.

Though skies be fair or sunny bright
timeless the memory of your eyes,
melting the fabric of my new found life
as I ponder the pain of yours in...

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Love's Embrace

Pre-dawn light peeks
Softly through windows
Lightening shadows to gray
Leaving silhouettes as eyes
Open in drowsy heaviness
Only to realize you observe
Every detail in the quiet.

A long masculine arm raises 
The blanket in silent welcome
As we begin a well-rehearsed 
choreography of body meeting body.

Naked breast to chest, 
we...

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Early yesterday morn, 
Just before the coming, darkening storm,
While watching its preceding wind rustle the leaves,
I heard a constant whistling rendered through the eaves.

Whilst it’s piping breath filled my mind and ear,
Commingled with a whisper,
Seemingly neither far or near,
My eyes beheld something only described as...

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agonizingly dutifully didst wait
to distract anticipatory anxiety,
(analogous to an expectant father)
while protracted procedure promised
nothing short of a millennium

whereby echoing thru the corridors of time
olly olly gluten free ranging NON GMO, oxen
oiled lubricated cloven hoof
nsync cup aided toot tune to clacking choppers

activated after this chap dialed...

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Oh Splendid City bathed in moon's clear light
From cliffs afar, an opalescent sight.

My lover waits within your walls so near
To window lit my heart bids me take flight!

But leave I must and to your strength commend,
My true-love in your fastness keep from plight.

'Til I return...

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Sarah and John, awaiting their firstborn;
	a nurse and soldier, in each other's arms,
in war-time setting, were at times forlorn
	by their romantic joy fused with alarms.

This burdened Sarah with commingled fears
	in expectation of what was to come...
long, rainy days brought forth her anxious tears,
	as if, to...

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Unimaginable beauty:
I found myself walking alone
far removed from humanity
in a large meadow overgrown
with kaleidoscopic poppies:
oranges, blues, crimsons and yellows
each indiscriminately
commingled in this meadow
like an incongruous painting;
yet, in my eyes, a masterpiece:
A polychromatic blending
of hues quivering in the breeze
as I stood amidst the allure
of their stupefying...

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Commingled human sweat permeates the atmosphere.
Grunts and clanging iron greet the ear.
Leotard clad women, without body fat, spring.
Pumped up upper bodies of tattooed men expand.

The smoothie bar dispenses recovery drinks.
Stationary bicycles travel miles, without leaving the room.
Joggers hypnotized by music turn treadmills.
The pulleys of the...

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That empty presence hung upon the day
processional – unknowns who held him dear
bearing  the debt of sadness in their way
more apt to crack a joke than shed a tear
the joy of him is what they wish to share.
Thus, those who knew the man would...

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