Best Draped Poems

I wore fear
 like a winding sheet,
 leaving behind trails
 of dead dreams

I held hope in my hands
 and weeping, it slid
 through my fingers
 evaporating to naught

I undulated to music
 praying for redemption
 within the passage,
 I was left bereft, still, taciturn

but by relinquishing...

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    "Draped in Moondust"




fragrant flowers fade
'neath starry moonlight
was love as fragile?



*For Richard Lamoureux's Questionku Contest.
*Dec. 1, 2012. ...

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It was coming up, the politics
like dirty sex
in tall Parthenium grass.

The panther was hiding on a steppingstone
watching the hot, field hockey
played with skulls of peers.

Mauled, the peach skin was
entertaining sunlight in
the metaphoric village.

Prisoners of false ceilings,
we sing the anthem with
the crowd of wolves.



Satish Verma...

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Alex, only 3-yrs. old; insisted I take her out in the blinding blizzard!
She knew which neighbors had candy!
Snow drifts were swirling over 3-ft. by now!
I told her "Alexandra, if you'll put a snowsuit over your costume,
i'll take you down to the corner and back, but...

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Draped across the mountain range
A damp silver blanket
Remnants of last night's thunder storm
This morn's greatest asset

Miles swiftly pass on by, and time
In rear view mirror flies
Never to be seen again 
In a second it dies

Fleeting moments of our lives pass
Captured only in thoughts
Stored in full...

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Ah,rebellious spirit wanting space
With my finger on the map I paced
I climbed Helvellyn, fell off Striding Edge
Spent a lifetime hanging off a ledge


Meanwhile our kind teacher twittered on
Thomas Hardy, Hopkins., we were numb
She never mentioned she saw my escape
How  the nuns  hurt me,...

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yellow, crimson and red gold all around me!
                     wrapped in frenzied emotions fervently I see
          ...

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Often winter is very harsh and cold,
and yet its frozen trees are draped
in white snow and that's charming and exciting;
look for the blooming snow flowers towards morning.

Other seasons echo with mellow sounds,
many are the songbirds that create harmony;
in winter we may see a raven with...

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On the wings of winter the northern winds depart,
their harsh whisper the frost-fastened barren boughs hear… 
wait, you’ll listen to the sweet music soon, don’t fall apart,
the serenading southern breeze will caress you, you’ll endear. 

The misty mask melts away, turning the sky cobalt clear…
the...

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Winter,Oh Beautiful Winter
lay your white blanket over me
as I may huddle in it's warmth
as I may Caress the whiteness with my tips
and catch the snowflakes with my lips
A wonderland of Velvet satin
carrying its wind of pain through my soul.
destroying my body with frostbite
and achieving its...

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Life's memories are gathered like bright diamonds
draped on delicate shrine

No one else can take 

this template in your mind

Memories real gems of history

to claim or leave behind

No need to grasp too tightly

securely they will be

Found on the wings of silence
where our souls prefer to be

For...

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I should have draped you with my soul!  
I should have proved 
my heart is eternally yours!...

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Locks of black draped long
Stockings torn scattered thong
Excited to pert pouting lips
Boots licked, slicked

Peachy skin tasted neat
Kissed to caress sweet treat
Glazed eyes in lusting cry
Tattooed temptress, undressed

Sweated runs cascading love
Shapes of thee in welcome glove
In writhing motion natures ocean
Lusting waves, crave

Passionate moans echoes groan
Loving two...

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I call it a palace - my life - gilded and draped in fine silks, where chandeliers shine like false smiles,
And the walls echo laughter that isn't mine, but beneath the velvet curtains lies the bruise of silence, a scream stitched with silver thread.
The hand...

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Wrap me in dreams, like a canvas of stars draped over my soul,
When the rain weaves its silver silk on windows like a veil of silence,
The cold gathers us like birds under the same sky, caressed by memories,
The sun, a weary painter, lays slanting rays...

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