Best Fades Poems

the morning air staggers above the lake
through trees, i almost feel it kissing me
my thoughts spiral down like leaves amidst fall
this emptiness is more than i can take
beneath closed eyes you are all that i see
yet emptiness haunts within morning's call





Sandy Adams
11/01/2013
SENSES FOR A SESTET...

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White doves flutter, dying words whisper
Silence becomes haunting and Angels Sing
A lone filtering light of soft glister
Casts fleeting shadows from a white dove's wing
This arrow of light pierces the dusk gray
On my knees, I shall pray for you, my love,
And touch the cold floor where...

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the days get shorter
as summer gives way to fall
change is in the air

As leaves descend from limbs above
of crimson red and amber gold,
they blanket ground with nature’s love.
As leaves descend from limbs above,
through crisp air wings a mourning dove,
and makes her way through fall’s unfold
as...

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She walks the paths less traveled
collecting wild flowers and fallen butterflies,
She knows that if she just keeps walking
she'll find herself where she once was,
Only she doesn't know which path to follow;

She sits in the seemingly endless field of sunflowers
singing silent songs of a distant tomorrow,
She...

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"The silence fades with a soft embrace"
but strokes my soul like butterfly dreams,
whilst words unsaid lace the amethyst air
with strings of silver and citrine ~
clutching metaphors to the moon’s nectarine,
like a love rhyme written in tears never seen.

Tonight, in the hushed heat of starlight,
I trace...

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the flutter of little wings
pulsating in a windless dusk
as i watch the setting sun
glissade across the florid sky
its cerise glow reflecting prismatic
burst of colors on this little bird
as it sips the last of nectar
before darkness arises

my thoughts drifting
into night's allure
as the full moon rises
above tangerine...

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freedom lies with a shattered grace
stumbling toward atomic mythology
where answers have their sins washed
brilliantly bright as suns dyeing skin off-
colors of rumors circulating planets
of the universe pulled headlong into a night
-mare riding tattooed and complaining
about recollections of severed ghosts
(hiding in a ball of fear minds...

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White doves flutter, dying words whisper
Silence becomes haunting as Angels sing
A lone filtered light with its soft glister
Cast a shadow aloft from a dove's wing
This arrow of light pierces the dusk gray
To my knees, I fall and pray for you love
Touch the small casket where...

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The sky above me, beauteous and blue
The trees around, cheerful with tops of green
The rays of sol, a joyous yellow hue
With awe, I gaze at this fantastic scene

Although, no beauty can last endlessly
The bright colors dim into somber shades
Stiff brown leaves wither off decaying trees
And...

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Dull becomes the page, when there's nothing left to say 

When the classroom is empty and the projector, blank

Their halls echoing of silence these voices now gone ?

Autumn's past hope's inspiration dead as, Winter dawns....

Gathering his pens a felt unto the chalkboard's place one final...

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White fades to Black

Be it stroke or a heart attack 

Techno Color Schemes 

Streaming in at the end of our dreams


Differences unveiled

Who's the Spectator or the ones on parade

Colorful Costumes galore 

No need for bigotry, hate or war


Autumn leaves fall down

Into the earth home is...

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Salubrious salutations, new age 
gradually old made voyage,
Living was perfunctory and now it’s stale,
Can the memory sway? 

You yelled but no one heard,
Maybe tide was chatty with time
and now you are here, no quarter to hide;
Speed of time is high then it flies.

Many have come...

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The pale yellow sky, reminds me of a smile that never fades
From a greeting etched in memory, immune to words like cutting blades
The tall emerald trees are drawn toward the layers of light
A pillowed curtain for the baby blue skis, waiting to darken in the...

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In the midst of a barren land,
Where the scorching sun never fades,
I wander alone with nothing in hand,
Only my dreams that my mind creates.

My eyes search for a vision to cling,
A glimpse of hope, a chance to survive,
But all I see is a cruel mirage,
A...

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