Best Decreasing Poems

An adolescent dawn, an adult noon, 
an elderly twilight, an ageless dusk…
I wonder why in the decreasing Moon
I love you love when I am a...

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Time is boundless when you're young.
You want school days to fly
so in summer you'll be sprung
loose upon the world. Touch sky,
Butterfly! Vitality is yours; songs...

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4.

Now things started to become clear,
Both Alahsar and Salahmar in the same space,
One would find Victory, the other, leave this place,
light and dark in the...

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Driven by fear of yesteryear
Forgetting we lived through
Hardships, disasters, calamity
Nature brought on queue 

Though those times were difficult
Hope we had reserved
Light had beamed from joy...

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Ethereal Bliss

Your long pretty limbs and shapely trunk defy
Rings, occult within, unseen by the naked eye.
Rooted as saplings we've grown tall, you and I.
Bending in...

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What’s the color of forced migration pain?
Ask a black person in America,
and you’ll get fifty different slave answers

What’s the silent sound of invisible chains?
Fifty killahurts...

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So nice talking to people, on same frequency as me
Builds up my confidence, whilst decreasing insanity 
Sometimes feel I’m the only one, seeking out truths
Then...

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I think, therefore I am,
And of what I think
Becomes me out of thought,
Momentarily, memories make
More mad moments of me,
Be it reality of fantasy?
Physical or Metaphysical?
My...

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My name is James, born 1961
In Inverness, a small Scots town
To my father Andrew, and my mother Beryl
And Billy my brother, a pair of devils
...

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You lift me from mundane reality,
     with wondrous flights to lands of poetry,
        ...

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Let me explain the numbers I see
The first chart illustrates the five states that flipped
Notice how close the totals are
So, when folks dismiss the evidence...

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April, you fetch flowers of spring to rise; 
Lacing in verdant green and fruit to reap. 
Gardens seed bloom, whist bees and butterflies 
Saunter by...

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My
will to
survive may
be decreasing
as I get older.
Failed attempts to cure what
my own doctor did to me
has brought me disillusionment.
Seeing how world leaders have brought us
to...

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Feminist ecotherapists,
deeply immersed in polycultural ecology,
a systematic teleology of cooperative nutrition economics,
remain rarely flushed out from their safe spots.

A self-isolating,
often eremitic,
subspecies,
with shamanic nature-as-spirit tendencies,
our most...

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2011, Yambol








A poem for My Beloved
1.He is like a bunch of  myrrh,
He is gilding my fingers
With fragrance.
He is weaving into between
My breasts, He is...

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