Best Damping Poems

While transient clouds ripple in streaks 
Below a heap of perfumed blooms prances  ,
While fireflies wheel  through evening, mellow…
Just then, rainfall blows
Like a...

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Canopy’s aperture, spilled light’s nuance, tinted,
as my eyes arrested, to attest fall’s saga…
A tree proclivity, had me stalled in Ashland, 
watching the leaves succumb, leaving...

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Drizzling morning
Damping mood
Subconsciously seeing-
The running ants
on the exterior sill of my window,

Running
ants after ants

Don't know their
From and To,
Mysterious
the source and destination 


-Wednesday, July 24, 2019...

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What makes the hiking up mountains more striking?
What makes the driving more fun than arriving?
What makes the ocean-ing worth the sun lotioning?
   ...

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Down in your bed as I watch you, holding your hands
  so cold and wet
I was quivering too, feeling your hands
  you fold...

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The huddled elite of Europe were in an unprepossessing state 

as pouring rain was damping their hopes for their future reign. 

These were the best:...

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>Most of the countryside you know.
Was forests of tall trees you know.
Then when men made a  town.
They cut all those tall trees down.

Men did...

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The river lay across the path
Like a never ending tale
Murmured secrets passing by
Through that dim and moonlit dale

And I stood by upon the path
Water seemed...

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You made me feel trapped with every kiss you planted on my lips,
It felt like heaven, the sun held nothing to your burning passion, 
Electricity...

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You were a waste of time
Not even deserving of a good rhyme
Fist clenched, sweat damping my face
Anxious to find my place
I take the first step
It...

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driving down downtown
  rain dots dancing
                  ...

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PROGRESS

What happened to that coffee bar
With the pinball  machine
That focused our attention and verve
On Saturdays when I was sixteen?

Where did all those girls go
That...

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crispy emotions smogged sans thoughts
dripped solutions damping draws 
on the innocence of the naked ape 
bathed her in flaws, flap-doodles create.  
 
A stride....

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IN the desert with Stokker. 
 
We stayed five days with no food at all or water mabe some eye scrounged along 
the...

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Wave upon wave breaking
against my battered mind,
surge upon surge
relentlessly smashing
my battlements.

Thunder and lightning
echoing in the recesses
of long-lost musty thoughts,
lighting up the crevasses
of my pain and...

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