Best Devise Poems

POTD 30th August 2018 

The gently swaying branches of the old oak should elicit calmness
And yet a sense of foreboding permeates the midnight air
Wild imaginings?...

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I was submerged in 
an ocean 
          of rants,
hiding the sparkles 
of my  
poetic 
...

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While it feels in the noontide, just steps through the trees,
As the sky bleeds to twilight – the sweetest disease.
On a walk through the maples,...

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Chameleons

  Chameleons we must be

      In a world forever changing

         ...

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The soul is but a vast ocean of vigilance

Streaming with incresent colours towards life

Infinite within its parhelion possibilities

Relentlessly searching, betwixt the everflowing tides

Whereupon all things...

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Listen to the shifting winds 
carrying musical meteors,
there soars floating
letters between 
lyrical lines,
emanating runes
that reflect 
revolving rhymes
of faith within
and beyond.
For we are more than
just spectators...

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A dispenser of dishonest vice, a peddler of blatant lies,
In his unscrupulous realms, nobility of truth sadly dies,
Where righteous vibes of morality and decency agonize;
Where...

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Leaves are beauty of the Master’s touch
…beds of leaves for homes of squirrels and such

Bunched by opossum in the hollow of an old oak ...

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In  ponderings of wanderings
Of contemplations incomplete
In one’s life are found blunderings
All human concepts have conceit

Bound of the precept of the truth
In ponderings of wanderings
Serpent...

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Old Lord Harry put up a good front.
He hid socks in his pants as a stunt.         ...

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*A small lake named Serenity am I,
well hidden here among the fragrant pines;
reflecting the **cerulean of sky
till Sun behind the distant peak reclines.

***Now humming bugs...

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Sleep.. indigo’s eyes, night loving allies,
Sol’s flare is stars' disguise dawn till dusk’s reprise,
peach awe-inspired skies effuse juice sunrise,
east, grapefruit pink lies - lemon slice...

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If I weren't a poet, what would I be
An artist, a singer, or a designer?
Would I have been something next to a deity? 
Oh, I...

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Time travel has always fascinated man
Could UFOs be steered by human hands
Consider this premise before you say no
So called “grays” resemble human embryos

Evolution proceeds, gene...

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Dear Poets: A Sonnet Call to Arms

The law we fought so hard against has passed.
They say our poems we cannot write again.
We must rebel. Absurdity...

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