Best Divan Poems

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On her velvet, aquamarine divan, 
    With poetic thoughts, so sylvan.

At peace with midnight’s universe.
    The starlit sky, understands...

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I leave the auction sick, my mettle frayed
A ghost, I fear, in oil clutched near my side
No doubt, a ghost for which I've dearly paid!
How...

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After wishing me a good morning, he said that it was all set,
It was time to raze the house, even though I wasn't in debt!

But...

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In chilly sensation held
Wrapped within warm quilt
I could almost feel my balmy
Breath condense through the 
Air
With the odor of my favorite
Scents swarming through my
Hair
I sit...

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Did I not tell you, ‘Do not leave, for I am your friend’?
For in this mirage of nothingness I am the Fountainhead of Life!
Even if...

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I dance upon you
and your spirit I lift
in to my heart.
I dance upon you all
I dance where I can
in between the headstones
on grasses of divan,
where...

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(For a blind man…)

Sighted vision is a mystery.
Whether sitting on the divan,
Busily washing a dishpan,
Or sitting outside getting a tan.
Jon, them thin hands see.

Whether using...

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Into a garden sprayed by night's rain,
Jen  slouches under a dim lamplight
as the wind gushes on her divan
sweeping pages of a long era,
jotted down...

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What say you when a pig bathe in a muddy muck?
When he rolls merrily like 'tis panacea to his strain?
Don't you gawk at the amazing...

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Injustice is the legacy of man
It is the tainted ground on which he stands

Do not put your trust in earthling man
Why, he cannot wield his...

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The rain clouds gather outside and
I see his umbrella bouncing over the hedge.
I hear him enter the gate with case in hand;
He slowly closes the...

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85
 Feedback comes to those who apply and post and expect to receive the same 
when you place a silver dollar in your mouth you...

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Inclined on the divan with a book,  in my room, I was all alone,
Wrapped in a quilt tucked around my feet, the wind’s moan….
In...

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Estella Murray

1891-1912

Johnny’s was the last face 

I saw that April afternoon in 1912.

I admit I was mean to him,

As mean as a starving she-dog in...

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