Best Dilating Poems

Dear members of Poetry Soup, here I present my most awesome poem to date. 
It is best appreciated while listening to my mate Andy's recital. 
So please open-
http://www.andyevansfiction.com/interviews/andy-reads-a-poem-called.html 
and read along.
Here goes:

DOUBTS

When the sanctuary
Of sunlight sinks
And dark shadows
Lay across your thoughts
Spiteful talons
Scrape against your reason
Their...

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She slipped into the single’s club, 
where an assortment 
of horny guys and lonely hearts had assembled. 
Some were there hoping to find that "special" someone 
and some had come to chase away the blues,
 tinkling ice in cocktail glasses soon to be refilled. ...

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The tiger traces, through it's jungle home,
His prey he chases, just then, the crackle of bone.

Sleekly stalking, through shadow of tree,
His prey just skulking, oblivious, carefree.

Nostrils twitching, green eyes shining,
Pupils dilating and paw's barbs refining.

Lips pulled back, canines showing,
It's the Tiger's tact, saliva flowing.

Such a...

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I n v i s i b l e threads,
a mystical m i r a g e,
binding the silhouette of the sky
to the
skin of cinnamon sequels
in the deep blue chakra
that sees beyond
illusive clouds,
carrying rainbow roses
and thornless buds
quenched with jasmine rain.

Yet I remain engrossed
in the rising...

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SHE SO BEAUTIFUL AND UNIQUE IN ALL HER FEATURES INCLUDING ME, CAUSE HER LOVE IS STRONGER THAN SAMPSON, POWERFULLY,  EXPRESSING HER SPIRITUAL CONTRIBUTIONS, ON TOP OF THAT SHE WET MY LIFE UP WITH COMPASSIONATE RESTITUTIONS, THAT PAINT MEMORABLE PICTURES DILATING CONSEQUENCES THAT WILL ALWAYS...

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I lie here, naked and exposed, splayed out upon
an open plain, under the hot, African sun, still as stone
slowly decomposing. My life fluids have drained away.

I am a massive hulk of dried out skin and bones
my large trunk lies flaccid at my side, my great
ears...

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Tears bring the eyes its shivering spangle of stars
In liquid pools dilating light
The firmament spiraled to bandage time’s scars
Shining in empty bowls night

And sometimes the common carbon of the air
In soul deep fires like butterflies
Becomes the diamonds from our despair
Uncut by innocence to prudent eyes.

And...

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Winds hustling pass the speed limit. 
Trees whispering gossip; 
obviously a scandalous myth. 

She stares up into the copper brown walls. 
Resting, but not relaxing, in a bed of straws. 
Her long golden hair nesting at the back of her head. 

Oh my might midnight...

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(Dedicated to Silent One --
who doesn't like bigly words.)

After a gentle, soft Summer drizzle
Fine web filaments tingle and glisten
In rainbow beams of fusion sun sizzle --
Stirring all life forms to lift and listen.

It is the season of Creamsicle desires;
Thick leaf foliage, protective sanctuaries;
Creepers, crawlers, jumpers...

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as you ogle at me ~will submerge you whole in my dilating skin

Aug 25, 2020

First place in the contest:-)
Note:Flirt with me Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Bobby May...

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On the balcony of our room
We stood alone, just you and me
Watching the rising crescent moon
The twinkling undulating sea

Inhaled the salty fragrant air
You had your arm around my waist
Warm breath that flirted on my nape
The teasing lips ready to taste

Let out a sigh, there was...

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- a solo nijuin renku -

English version by Liviu Martinescu

the first butterfly
erupting crater
or sap at work in the grove

           a mountain sprig on fire
           two...

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I stoked every fire echoing into the mouth of arthritis?
A rhyming balm develops epileptic quasar fear?
If so, will he enter arbitration “Sold Out”?
Sleep wills She to cocoon beside you, Artemis?
Resplendent fallow flowers ecstasy coriander?
Do we sate the moons of Jupiter?
Funnel Now beyond we murks dilating...

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Have you ever found yourself stranded in the tract
between what you think is fiction and what you think is fact?
And whipped so hard with the bible belt, your minds a welt of doubt
throbbing in confusion as you try to sort things out?
Do you ever look...

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Post Mortem

  Did you hear them sing dirge:
  When the world comes crashing down on me,
  Did you hear those voices across the divide?
  A cacophony of tormented brain
  All dead and moldy like forgotten bread,
  Dust to dust,
...

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