Best Conceives Poems

Paint the world of words so bright

Brush the canvas with pure delight

Be the rainbow coming out of a storm

The sunrise of a beautiful morn


Paint the...

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Take away the frost of winter,
rid the land of biting snow,
then who would praise the warmth of August,
how could April rivers flow?

Hush the deafening crash...

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Playing With Fire




Afraid for your miscreant soul
While the Devils licking tongues of flame at your heel
With oh so dirty thoughts

Afraid for the flesh
As you are...

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"If truth is stranger than fiction, you need to take a stroll inside my dreams!"- by me

Weave me a story; weave me a tale.
Whole histories...

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Embryo formed.
Fetus became.
A girl baby I am.

My creator I do not know.  Procreation states that ovum and sperm conceives.  My question is how...

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Creation energy in each atom glows.
Electron-bound sacred unity –
Thus, reverence for nature inside me grows
When I walk through rustling sheaves.
And I know in my heart...

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She has the eyes of a lion and the smile of a fairy
She has the claws of a bear and the cuteness of a kitten
She...

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That I am alive today
Is His grace I should exalt.
That I conceives thoughts
And am able to interprete them
Into words for minds to receive
Is another reason...

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I ain't saying that life is hard, it's what you think, 
I ain't saying that friends last but enemies will always be around,
I ain't saying that...

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As the long, frigid winter comes to an end
She pictures a dress like none other- quite a vision!
A sundress in her favorite color of sky...

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Choose Me.
I sit here upon this darkened sill.
Dust my meadow,cobwebs my forest.
Waiting for you to draw near.
I long for you to become my Master,
-and I...

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SUMMER CALL OF LIGHTNING BUGS AND RAIN

At dusk of Spring, the lightning buzz of bugs.
The sinkhole drain of creeks, its bed - depressed.

What hell has...

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I am told the poetry's fine by some,
enjoyed perused that was their sum
and yet this flow.. Through mind and soul
I cannot own; not it's depth...

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When a Man Loves a Woman


When a man loves a woman,  he believes
And frees his heart from being self-contained
To feel emotions in depth he...

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I was an invaluable bank teller, loving peaceful life and daisy blue sky days,
Like yellow sun warming sweet seasons, inducing vibrant, natural displays.

I left for...

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