Best Embolden Poems

G O L D E N
 
flower
of the solar throne
your far-away fire reigns immortal -

blossom wild beauty of chrysanthemum skies
hold me in the unfolding glory...

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There are cities of sonnets to map
Quests of pantoums and villanelles 
To harness, and ride
Across the wide
Tangled grassland of gratuity
Unwritten, unruled
Anarchy of expression
Empty lines can...

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Thinking of you I’m painting of love
Ascribing endearing brushstrokes
Ambivalent of my reach to inform
As I adumbrate upon soul’s canvas

Come build this portrait with me
Emblazon those...

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THE CITY AND THE STATE OF PLAY TODAY

No one worries about morals today 
They follow the rules they create
So to them all is ok
Those on...

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Why did everything had to happen this way?
Why do I still think of it? It's over anyway.
Of your heart, I always wanted to be a...

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The price we pay for our freedom is not contained in a man’s wallet,
Nor is liberty a currency found in a female fancy Gucci pocketbook.


It’s...

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for F. A.

You, in going a little way from yourself
Have gone a long way from my gullible ilk.
« I’m trying hard not to like you,...

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*Image of Agoraphobia by Pixabay.

KJV   John 8:32  "And ye shall know the truth, and the truth shall make you free."
Agoraphobia

I mistook my...

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27.
Within love’s joy, we ever shine, 
the stars do shine so clear and fine, 
I share love with my Valentine.
Our love shall be a beating...

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Pour your heart out, let it flow.
Like a river's torrent, let it go.
On your bare arms let it glow.
Let its rhythmic pulse show,
that you really,...

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A dark blue midnight  awning has its portrait,
etched by a a starlit silver lustrous galaxy,
silhouette of black lace frilled clouds,
in somber quietude  adrift...

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Oh, to be loved by a poet
To be the poem that ignited their pride
To be the one who offers no end to inspiration
To be...

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What nasty grip and vicious hold
A voice that cuts and scars my soul
Ever constant, reproach and scold
Death of confidence is its goal.

"Note your life is...

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It spread its grizzly legs on the whitewashed wall
Firmly baked in the early summer heat 
Spitting perspiration dripping from the white crisps ceiling
While I cling...

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I love two women.
From  Benninden.
They are beautiful and divine.
Both of them. mine.
Choose.  My fate.
Mary or Kate.

Mary is blond and Kate red.
Mary I'm fond,...

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