Best Dressed(P) Poems

genius?
sometimes you are in its minimal spotted light...sometimes!
other times you just know you've been touched and you freeze,
moved but frozen...like a stranger it moves in,...

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They expected her to be the jolly fun one.
The one   w e a r i n g   a smile on her...

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Untroubled is the quiet night
How peaceful is a world that glimmers white
Frost and moonlight have whipped a silver glaze
And silhouettes of trees are black as...

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I am more than your definitions
more than affixed labels
placed on my anatomy
more than your misconceptions
or even valid perceptions
I am more

I am more than what's written...

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As blaze of August fades into the Fall
horizons new have burned and turned to ash
and textures of the change of seasons clash,
a plague of frost...

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*Note 
I had to bring this one back, though I've been posting mostly new writes here that PS hasn't seen before. This poem has been...

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One leaf fell from a tall, tall tree
and subtly kissed gnarled roots beneath;
a lover’s kiss below sunned-sheath 
of greenest leaves, a jubilee.  

One spiraling...

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(this is a form called Swap Quatrain, where first
line's phrases swap in the last line of each stanza)

In shadows’ veils, at end of night,
sweet Moon...

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The Scarlet Letter H



Two Windows                    The...

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I am somber
like November days
and my words speak
weak, as if through tired tongue

I see the trees
stand naked
reaching their limbs
across the stream
as if touching
and comforting each...

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I was put on the road of life without my consent. 
I was not conscious of who I was or of what I had to...

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Rest now
O restless heart
released in ebb   to flow

ride the other side of the king tide rising
buoyant your movement in rise with the waves
Rise!...

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What if love is the religion,
and heaven a voice 
with no ego; 
synchronized in 
harmonious hope,
speaking dialects
of kindness?
What if hell is a myth, 
and evil...

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It’s easy to love what is beautiful
                  ...

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seasons keep m o v i n g 
 and s w i r l i n g
memories keep f l o w i n...

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