Best Cusp Poems

Mystical Moon, languidly adrift in pallid glory,
is holding night court, clad in gold silk sarong.
Ruling her astral kingdom, amusing with a story
about a cow and...

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F  l  y  i  n  g

a sailing tailwind
in cerulean streams
through creamsicle colored beams -
are wings reflective of turquoise truth 
and...

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A body abandoned 
needs to mourns its last breath in death
a heart cast aside 
still aches to meet its last beat

and a free spirit yearns...

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To my life that betrayed the butterflies~
          within my chrysalis mind, 
forgive my flawed dialect, 
I...

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Take me there, where the daffodils dance,
Preening with joy, flaunting nature’s art,
Where birds have assembled to watch
Sitting atop, prancing from tips of treetops,
Tuning lyrics of...

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Sitting on the cusp of dusk and evening
Placidly he ruminates where life has been 
When she still believed in vibrant springs
And exulted dawning of purple...

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Before the day turned into night
You I saw, what an awesome sight!
A smile of eve, of love and light,
A lovesome theme, my dream did write.

Up...

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“Wicked Web of Woes” 

Is there a reason
to rhyme when 
lifeless fingers
breathe toxic agony,
whilst disgraced 
quill suffocates
from wildering 
riddles swerving to
the stillness 
of calcified air?...

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I the ocean
watch sailing ships
in the salty air 
pass over me

I hold mystery from
the cusp of the moon
an endless view
for all to see

Where laughing gulls
sit...

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Blue – 
for your arm wrapped around
my clavicle. I thought
I would loose my breath.

Red – 
for the cusp of our hip bones
struggling to pull the...

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Out 
of the darkness

star-lanterns’ beam finds an awakening dream - 
a strewn snowy stream 
gracing the depths of the black swan night


Earthbound

from the realm of...

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In a world bejeweled 
with tainted trinkets,
and feigned flowers,
we follow the 
wailing waves below 
whirling wind,
like secluded silhouettes,
stranded on the
cusp of chaos,
unable to find the...

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To shivering seas 
   mirroring cracked crystals,
I am searching for a righteous rhyme,
to orchestrate eclipsed realms 
with blue orchids 
   ...

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“Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before”
Edgar Allan Poe, The Raven.



I’m...

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Live in the sunshine, swim the sea, drink the wild air
(Ralph Waldo Emerson)
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Cherish the moments, rising on fabric of fuchsia skies,
Painting motifs of amber dawn,...

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