Best Densely Poems

Where hazel bushes mix with sturdy oaks
and beech trees densely grow in shades of green
the fairy flowers come in early spring
attired in clothes of violet-blue sheen.
The swathes of bluebells, like a sheet unrolled
before our eyes, breathtaking to behold! 

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Dappled sunlight on emerald leaves,
Rhododendron trusses painted in rainbows.
Daffodil ablaze in golden glory,
Roses dipped in  dark burgundy.

Garden of beauty a temptation to all,
Vivid colours crying out to be adored.
Gently descending floating on the breeze,
Vibrant shades of azure adorn her wings.

Delight to the world a...

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Percussion plays once in a while beyond its curtain
In duo with the flash of paparazzi’s capturing film
Prelude to an exhilaration of blissful days’ chain
Where rain and sunshine smack on a rainbow beam

In duo with the flash of paparazzi’s capturing film
Buoying up the breeze as it...

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When tongue is silent, but muse is chanting - that's poetry.
When we write what the heart has been asking - that's poetry.

As dawn's hues glisten golden rays, in blue, bronze, orange skies,
musings mirror daydreams, so enchanting - that's poetry.

Butterflies smooch cosmos, as bees sip on...

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Upon this yearly powdered dale,
where leafless birch in talon-ed stance
come begging in their circumstance,

the snowflakes fell in silent veil 
as thick as densely woven cloth
to gale a new year's behemoth.

While seeking warmth to no avail
I hunker in my hiemal sleigh
when through the rime in gleeful...

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Red Cloud....

These reminiscing waters have grown somewhat stagnant now; mirthless repose

It seems as the shimmering simile river begins its, millennials requiem

Canines still echoing somewhere beyond the sunlit sparkling of her eyes ~

While as their hunters now gather amid the densely diluted cannabis woods

In search of...

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Darkness of night,
introduce me to what lurks
underneath your enchanting moonbeams.
I know that I should stay away,
yet, I am drawn to these silent things
that could easily end me.
I am not afraid of the supernatural.
I am spellbound, enraptured, mystified
by these psychotic creature's requiem dance,
that captures my soul
as...

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I live in  a faraway densely forested habitable moon,
orbiting in the central Alpha Centauri star system.
I am a blue-skinned sapient humanoid,
and a pride of Omaticaya clan in paradise of Pandora.

I own the beauty of  precious gem, a diamonds that glow.
Glistens like a crystal...

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Temptation pulls us all into sin with gravity force
Wading in with human desires sweet sugar coating gloss
 
Strengths are nurtured and grown from our creator's breath of light
Filtering through densely chaotic thoughts stony cold walls
 
Snowdrops open their blossoms stretching a smile to your spring
Sprouting...

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September morn flutters its bright wings
Radiant colors of love and joy it all brings
Never just a dream
Drizzles fuse with summer air in delight
Rainbow looms are strewn in vast site
They perfectly prim

September smiles brandish vibrantly on air
Virgon-Libran Stars pace dazzlingly in flair
Trees arc overhead
Gilded crackers carpet...

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1. Facing life courageously with eyes downcast
happiness and peace not part of the forecast
amidst proud siblings, the only one timid
uncertainty in the air, densely humid
fine drink for all but taking a thimbleful
for true protection, the gods get my handful
glued to excuses and flaws of temperaments
leaving...

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I have come to accept the possibility
that I, myself, may be partially to blame       (my compost pile of shame)   

that I may have stroked the very wheel         (unable to...

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My Kentucky in Fall
 
Peaceful country roads winding through meadows and hills,
and golden rays kiss purple asters, tall ironweed and abundant goldenrod.
Gorgeous colors are greeting me despite the warning that drought 
would hold them back this year.
Glowing yellows, warm reds and burning orange leaves are...

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To the wild overgrown garden
of my age crammed mind
I keep returning, thirsting for
the nectar of neglected nights,
when moonlight shone in vain,
searching for scattered words
among the shadows of silence
urging myself to catch a whiff 
of her fragrant sensual scent
where distant memories linger
dripping from dew laden boughs.

Clinging...

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Park of unfenced wildness
          densely packed in light infused summer
city folk beat paths of free spirited essence

park pigeons squat, survey seniors
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