Best Deserted Poems

In the midst of a forty-five degree silicate sea
Winds carry arid mists
Blinding unprotected eyes
Burying the unsuspecting
Hard waves break on the dunes
Precipitating salty tears with cruel irony
Feet, firmly rooted
Skin, steadfast in the unrelenting midday sun
Arms, outstretched
Right hand, due south
Fingers, arrayed, elements, antennae
Left balances right
Body rotates, slowly
Shoulders
Hips
Balls...

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Who would imagine that my life would come down to the edge of a blade
worked and worked on stone, scraping off goo and removing the bites?

Or that when I tumbled and rolled in the surf, unsure what was up.
storm rolling hard against breakers that I...

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deserted beach 
walking with gulls and tide-
letter from home
...

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I am deserted aged man,
Searching something,
Fills my lonesome life;
Sitting in chair outside bungalow,
With 4 luxury rooms and 5 maids;
Surrounded by virgin mountains,
All greenery exhilarating view;
fluttering cool dancing lake,
making vibrant teasing sound;
birds sitting on tree too don't spare,
Sing a song " O' lonely lovelorn man,
impish world...

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Boiling, baking and blazing,
               Other synonyms for heat.
My camel is happily dazing,
	He was not a restful seat.
Poolside I’ll later be lazing,
	Resting my sunburnt feet.
Air conditioning is amazing,
    ...

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closed
this deserted carnival
for winter
in a small tidal pool
a moon jelly in moonlight...

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lying on a bench in my favourite corner,
 watching the deserted garden,
 small trees standing not moving,
 surrounded by withered flowers,
 they must be unhappy !
 cause those days are colder than ever ,
 but they are defying the wild weather ,
 they usually dance...

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A train siren screams in the desert
Impoverished by strangers' intentions on board
Desert winds howl at a fictitious moon
As my door is rattling with ghosts without names

I jump into the passing train with my restless  mind
What if I can't grab the handles and fall into...

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Looking himself in the mirror
He can feel that someone waits for him

Beside the lake wearing her black attire
Holding sky in countenance
Ocean in her blue gaze

He wishes to kiss the cloud
He keeps looking at while she stands still
He is confused but stares at the small hill
Lovely...

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Parents do not desert your children,
If you desert your children then you do not understand the essence of child bearing.
Children should not be motherless or fatherless!
Help your children to acquire knowledge and skills to be beneficial to society and nation.

chipepo lwele...

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 breeze
ruffles
old curtains
of empty room
... bleak


once
a home
empty now
unemployment's
curse



~~~ ~~~ ~~~ ~~~
for Nette's 'Turn on the 
Lanterne' contest
by Francine Roberts 05/09/2011...

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he was the crusty cocoon covering the caterpillar
boneless, yet filled with vibrant life, and belittling
the very source of her security, and the sacrifices
the casing made to transform frailty and un-beauty

later to lighter flight, much fluttering with splendour
of myriad colours as of acrylic paint and clear-coat
for...

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An artesian spring
of sorrow,
gushes forth with tears.
Sands of time,
sears my hope.
The sun
falls heavy upon me,
as my parched lips
kisses love goodbye.
 
How can life be so cruel,
as to tease
with delicious smiles,
and twinkling blues,
then place a distance
between us-
A desert,
that kills our love
before it has a chance
to bloom?






Metaphor
Well,...

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All men have born desires 
    garland of the prettiest arm. 
    Want to meet in the loveliest Place 
    Where no hurdle no harm. 

    She was waiting to Mr right 
...

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Not friend of man or beast, or kind to any soul, 
not even their own. 
Perhaps compassion deserted them, along with reason
leaving not even an even-tongue..
in a dangerous clouded head.

Or maybe found under a curse from a long ago wrong., 
cast at birth or last...

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