Best Essences Poems

To my daughter who never listens.

Life is not as simple as a cliché.
It's not lullabies and butterflies.
Not all sounds are soothing,
not all flowers are faithful.
It's...

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OF SAGE LEAVES AND SWEET FLOWERS…

While flowers may be deemed
The sweetness of nature and life,
It is the leaves of her trees that are
The essences of...

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Sometimes when
nightfalls of summer 
feel so cold,
and everything seems dark,
I turn to the heat of 
my grandmother’s soup. 
Life can exist 
within bone China 
or...

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Pussy (Vulnerabilities)

Pussy

Men sometimes put no value to sex and the sacred decision a woman might hold dear for the reason to
Submit options of letting you...

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Midnight Flowers
by: Leonora G. and Her Most Fave 
 and Loving Poetess Linda/PD


I’m roaming around in search of you 
Oh my darling, I’m feeling blue...

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Image if one will, a field where paper roses grow,
Each color an emotion, it's variations symbolic to 
Feeling felt, and yet expressed.
Compositions of love letters,...

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In those unconscious moments
When midnight sweeps in on you
Surrounded by a sweet contempt
Offering the taste of cool dark water
With essences of serene moonlight
Desires fruit peaked...

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Life is so ironic, it takes sadness to know what happiness is, noise to appreciate silence and absence to value presence. ~ Anonymous


I’m thankful for...

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This poem stinks.

It doesn't rhyme 
It doesn't do anything 
It has a little alliteration

well...

it will have some

because that's the easiest poetic element to incorporate 
and...

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Materials are arranged into an element table
As complete, clear, reasonable as possible
All they have been  most ideal
So,  heat balances and explosions stop off

Slowly...

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A lot of people seem to love fabrication
I won’t judge
That’s just not me
A true poet is to each his own
It’s still poetry
Mine is MY life...

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The pieces of peace were handpicked
Picked in the heart of the night 
Shredded for an aspiration 
To clutch the lone torch contained by the dark
A...

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we ...
are immortal
you and i have made it so
our passions are spent
flesh and essences, swimming moonlight
drifting gently on a soft cloud of Giza percale
exhaling the...

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Where Has All The Beauty Gone?

There is no time like the now times,
The ever-present blood-swooshing times.
Time again to surrender as a smitten lover surrenders,
To the...

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My LOVE must be infinite ; in so many uncountable WAYS
Until Forever  Until the sun is dark :moonlight a mere silhouette
In YOUR LOVE my...

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