Best Embedding Poems

A tepid breeze delicately descends,
embedding a sphere of embers engulfed in saffron flames,
but intrinsic illuminations cannot soothe somber sorrows.
Splashes of persimmon and periwinkle horizons,
turn indigo, before twilight disappears into ebony hues.

Nocturnal pondering drifts to magical memories.

In the middle of the night,
when butterflies dance to the...

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               “Upon your knees in golden naves, while peeking through the slots,
               You horded...

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When a child if gifted with a book it transforms into a key to unlock the mind.  The gate to the secret garden of imagination is pried from its forgiving hinges and the child is free to expand their imagination to galaxy proportions.
The simple...

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A woman’s love is soft
Rounded…smooth
Soft like her body
A blanket of gentleness
Her softness covers
The edges of a man’s soul
Making him feel warm
Whole
Nurtured
Fed
A soft pillow for his head
Her breasts
Soft
So so s o f t…
Her arms
Dreamy clouds of comfort
Around his shoulders
His angular frame
Covered
His roughness softened
Gentle, soothing
The love of...

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The landscapes I paint have fence one or two
Some with pegs bent, some with bars broken,
Fence between pathway draped in autumn hue
And bare pasture embedding auburn garden.

You may ask me, why?
I go deep in my mind
See my emotions dry
In split space defined.

The landscapes I paint...

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I could never explain how I feel
On air, waves of sounds escaping what I could no longer hear
Aggravation lingers on the tongue
How it burns, perpetually, embedding anger on taste buds
I will remember the taste of defeat, eternally 
Dull, so Dull, hums this high pitched 
Innocence
If...

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Come, come softly to me…

Come, let me glimpse at your silhouette in the dark,
an ephemeral apparition in white satin and lace.

Come, let me hear your soft and nervous laughter 
bouncing and echoing off the bedroom wall.         ...

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braising thoughts arose as my lifeless 
body huddled in a fetal position i' d completed 
thirty hail mary's an yet my macerated flesh 
lay still as the sun began
to settle embedding itself almost oh how vain i was 
thinking merely of beauty 
my beauty taken...

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Life on earth began with a mass of dust,
Embedding itself in the earth’s most fragile crust;
Life of ever-growing trees all began with a leaf or a little grass,
Followed by the appearance of our age old brass;
Then the earth gave way to the slimiest things called...

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Day to year living in the shadows of life
Events, eventualities thrown like stones
Embedding in ones soul, pointed knives
Physical mental scars, some shown
This roaming through time, life's strife
Inhaled, our living poisonous spores 
Exhaled near suffocation, breathless

Living in the shadows of life, day to year
Moments in time...

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Winter grates as the blackbird roams
through frosted limbs of trees... and shrills;
while moon hides from a brooding night 
its call, the threadbare air, refills.
My eyes mirror this drowning hymn 
while breaths cry out to agonize.
Deep within a starless backdrop
iced feathers cause anguish to rise.
 
And...

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A spirit of dreams
I haunt subconscious
 	wells. Alone in the vast,
unconscious realm of man's dreams, 
I heal. Mistily, floating in moonbeams

I spell love and truth.
These are my essence and dimension,
no intervention.  My dust reveals all.

Down the twisting spiral
of minds I go, touching each chamber
of...

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Worth Two in a Buddha Universal Bush

Our permaculturist agenda,
primal principle of economic/ecological design,
is developing,
spreading,
hunting and stealing into fissures
fractally fracturing Business As Usual.

Nothing any one person or nation could do
or not choose to do
can stop this Polycultural Revolutionary Cooperative.
It is too late to stop,
too early to...

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Here is to you crazy fellas 
Those who are covenanted to the religion of distinctiveness 
And heralds of unique unthinkable patterns

Here is a salute to you
Those, who against the popular opinion and trend, stick to their principles and confession      
Thus...

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Flurries bite as the raven drools
it sits on frosted boughs and trills.
Amid the numb of winter’s limbs
its call, the threadbare air, refills.

My eyes mirror the lone hill’s song
while breaths cry out to agonize.
Deep within a moonless backdrop
phases of blue cause dullness to rise.

Prickly snow defrocks...

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