Best Douses Poems

A hollow heart devoid of love 
is like a night no stars above,
or like an old abandoned well
whose empty echoes speak of hell.
A lonely heart will gently weep
as raindrops through her veins will seep,
and cascade down a pallid cheek,
and leave a weary spirit weak.

My broken...

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A scarlet sun slips over the edge of Earth;
its light banished until Dawn's rebirth.
And Night stifles a dog's bark
with tunes of a lark;
just before
dark.
At its core,
ebony seems stark;
till fireflies light up the park.
And as Dusk douses feelings of mirth;
a scarlet sun slips over the edge...

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As rippling horizon
douses fiery orb,
you are at your
most alluring.

Ethereal,
diaphanous limbs
stretch out,
reach for me,
beckon to me.
Barely audible murmurs,
laced with
forbidden promises,
cross the distance
between us.

Whispers become
more insistent,
more urgent,
more pressing.
Begging, cajoling,
pleading, coercing,
demanding that I come to you,
that I give myself to you.

Eventually,
inevitably,
relentless appeasement
erodes my resolve.

Heedless of the warnings,
heedless of...

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I dreamt of embracing the abyss
Wake me up to an open door
Illuminate me with positivity
I slept in grief for so long for doing wrong
Exterminate my negativity
Make me feel whole once more
Lead me to your eternal bliss
Seeking deliverance of wanting to belong

Time is ticking like a...

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A ribbon of gold floats
on placid waves of blue.
And with a searing kiss,
Sol bids the sea adieu.

Slipping between ripples,
slippery shadows slide.
And Luna starts to tug
upon the rising tide.

A wind-wrecked derelict
fades to a silhouette.
A rusty bow, tangled
in an old fishing net.

Silver slivers of cloud
get tarnished by...

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BARCELONA FLAMENCO

clicking of heels, like torrential downpour. guitar
plucking at the eardrums, chest wall erupting.

like a hurricane of crisp crimson leaves of Autumn ~
a raked pile, blowing around in tumultuous sweep,

her skirt, spread out in the expanse of rubious dawn,
passion’s glorious splendor, a prolific hunger.

his eyes...

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The owls, hoo knows why, they do give a hoot.
Do humans give a hoot, or holler more?
The moons of hollowness...the wait for loot.
The holy prayer-knees...the beak defeats.

The dove descends with not a hoot, but peace.
A gentleness does fill a broken heart.
A grieving grace from God...

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My fantasy was spawned from her
Her eyes have drawn me to the Vermillion light
Witnessing the gaze of a glistened perfection
Midst the whirl of Gemini
Bedazzled whirl of Mercury's kindred spirit
Enthralled by the ascending clarity
She douses me with the feeling of luminosity
Wrapped by the robe of lust
Being...

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Silver flashes through ocean swells
sound ripples across the water
strolling the moonlight kissed water
surrender to nights sensual promise
foam breaks, mermaid soars resplendent
cobalt teal diamond skin shimmers
powerful tail propelling her way
phosphorescence trails behind
sea sparkles flitting in her wake
face startles, finely dotted aqua spots
thick lips pout, fierce, predatory
fiery...

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THE DANCER AND THE POET (Satis Shroff)

There she is a blonde Flamenco dancer,
From a family that was long dysfunctional.	
The poet said: ‘Dance, my dear to the rhythm 
Of the guitar and my lyrics.’
She pushes her feet to perform the fiery rhythms,
She dances in a trance,
Like...

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pile on the make up, no let's tone it down 
let's stay here at home, come on paint the town 

let's try to be good, I forgot guess I’m bad 
let's say we’re sorry, I want to stay mad 

better take it easy, let's speed...

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A white-hot fire
      That once raged furiously
    Becomes a moribund flame
                   Flickering... 
    As it dims...

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Infernal heat

To suffer yes infernal heat,
To burn the fork out of your trouser seat,
submerged in loves tales of deceit,
when tender-loin arouses,
to burn with fires taste of lust,
to strap it down to stop its thrust,
to feel like it might surely bust,
unless the flame she douses,
to pander...

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The Lady has a tear in her eye
   It douses the flame of her torch
Whose sparks perish on her lifeless gown
   Its greenery scarred, now a desolate brown

As the specter of nativism stalks her land
   As strangers are branded...

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The Sunset

An orb of glowing dying embers
Smolders upon the contoured horizon
Exuding fading rays of light 
Outwardly towards its nocturnal cloak
A paling luminosity that fleetingly lights the eve
But a sinking ship consumed by the briny
Into the depths that lie below
Piercing dregs that tinge the clouds
With golden...

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