Best Drifting Poems

Aromatic sweet fragrance permeates our air
In eminence of your fragile Jasmine flowers
As lovingly you engage slender ruby buds
Tending to green foliage in softest of whispers
In verses of your heart, meant for me to hear;

Guiding my sight higher to mysterious universe
As glowing night-sky unveils celestial theater
Where...

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different drumbeats, separate Lives

he inhales the wind song

a static cling to yesterday

held in his heart until his melody fades

life, love, hope circle the drain

aging realist at one with his pain

love’s last aria

melancholy oboe resigns with setting sun
     
when two are no...

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You can go on that trip, my love
I am allowing you to.
The world is a vast and beautiful place
So much to explore
Without me

We did so much together
rode my wheels
shared our bodies
near the campfire
With soft and tender arms

Tamed broken pasts
Cried and yelled at the moon
and crushed...

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Kisses caressed her like tides do the shore
   Waves of passion touched her lips ~
            Drifting her out to sea

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I stared deeply into his dreamy deep blue eyes
So full of passionate love, they could not disguise
He’d call me his dove, I scarcely believed he was mine
Safely wrapped in his loving arms, we’d gently entwine
I’d succumb to his charms and be simply floating on air
When...

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I was thinking
of you touching my belly
in one moment in time,
and me kissing your shoulder
in another.

I was thinking
of talk
and whiskey,
the sound of bass
and shyness.

I have no wishes.
I was just thinking
how it could be
if the world stayed round
but got so much smaller,
for only one room to...

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The days grow short as if to welcome…….. Autumn
Colored days, a feast of red and golden.....Leaves
From tired branches they drop and slowly...Drift 
Tenderly tossed by winds they dance………..Across
The garden path and rustle beneath…………My
Feet.  Summer gone, and with it your ……..Broken
Promises. Left now with just...

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My fingers glide through autumn’s hues -
green and crimson glisten among
ripples of gold and persimmon.
My hand caresses cool crystal.

Still are fall’s bright trees along the river.
They fill my eyes as dreamily I drift....

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I'm drifting  Lord, I'm all at sea,
You came along and uplifted me,
No rudder Lord, i'm feeling shallow,
Lord, be my guide and I will follow.

I'm drifting Lord, I'm all at sea, 
Lord I pray,come, rescue me,
Alone was I to sit and cry,
You gave comfort by...

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I tied a balloon to my heart,
  and watched it float away
up up up
( 1416 days since your suicide )
  heading off towards Cheyenne,
( where you were a girl )
  slowly, foolishly drifting you down.

As you left, so have I,
  Like...

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The young boy woke up floating, effortlessly above
his own little, living, breathing, body
that could be clearly seen below
with his own intangible eyes,
drifting… 
as if he were a concealed cloud or Zephyr wind
suspended within
the borders of his bedroom walls. 

A sky full of galaxies and stars
were...

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Ah, drifting leisurely inside the cloud, 
Watching hot sun’s rays glance across the nose 
of the winged drone, stealthily slipping proud, 
I drifted so peacefully through the floes. 

Updrafts from silent streams beneath arose 
lifting craft’s nose, unexpectedly plowed 
through looming cumulus's potential foes, 
Ah,...

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If I close my eyes and look inside..
Sometimes I could feel your breath
as my feet can't step..
The touch of your hand placed on mine..
Your lips on my neck all lost in time..
My eyes now open, for the feeling has 
passed..
A time I can't shake even...

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Give and take
barbs
then retreat
to wounded silence
licking our lacerations
before picking up
where we left off
with the razor wires....

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Falling through pompous poems, spiraling
Slippery sinking, rhyming rolling
In down directions, foreign for me
Cascading in chalkboard screechy sounds
Hanging by nails that can catch and clasp
Clinging to hollow hopes once grasped
Sliding sorrows, long lost dreams dashed
Descending dusty thoughts that propel
Nothing now left of me, you can tell...

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