Best Ferments Poems

A period of youthful vim ferments
as coruscating golden flecks in eyes 
that mesmerise and tantalise, give rise
to secrets in my breast to stir, foment.
The xanthous...

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As lemonade evaporates in humid haze, 

Upbeat, the pollen sway, so sweet the starry buds,

Good times abound for goldenrod with golden locks! 

Unwitting sun ferments...

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Daughter, neglected by maternity
A button missing were her eye should be
Abused and abundant by paternity
Her limb missing were her leg should be
Expected to know the...

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I write about the things I know,
The things that give me pleasure.
I write about the things I love,
About the things I treasure.

I write about what...

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In the orchard of opalescence
magnificent myriads of mellows
fervently flow in fountains
breathing beguile blossoms
a forgotten fable ferments,
in haunting hollows I hear.

My heart is a restless garden
with...

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Mindless the mission with visions unseen;
Open to wonder that transcends the pure;
Rest beyond tension the friction that weans;
Embrace the thunder that creates allure.
Time after time...

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Oh! The joy of life when one it seems
wants to climb into a portrait of sentiment,
only then to create a trembling emotion
that completes an insatiable...

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HARVEST TIME
There are no roots to see, not with our eyes,
that stretch from earth, umbilically below;
not even to the sun, to realize,
but there must be...

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HARVEST TIME
There are no roots to see, not with our eyes,
that stretch from earth, umbilically below;
not even to the sun, to realize,
but there must be...

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Cabbage is pickled in a glass jar with plenty of red pepper.
Buried underground, it lies undisturbed as it ferments away.
It takes several months of aging...

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Today wasn’t a good morning at all for Hassan,
a victual merchant in Baghdad
Thirty four customers got killed by a suicide bomb
A jihadist Arab wearing an...

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My Lords an adjournment is 
Called for...
All my retire;
But holding foremost in your
Thoughts,
I beseech ye,
Thee impudent countenance of
This most ardent denier.
Therefore heed me,
I caution all...

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HARVEST TIME - THE REDEMPTION
There are no roots to see, not with our eyes,
that stretch from earth, umbilically below;
not even to the sun, to realize,
but...

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She thinks in exotic colours 
that drip off her tongue 
like sharp shining jewels
formed somewhere deep 
in the permafrost of her,
the grey matter thrives
in the...

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With each step that ferments in the aeons,
the fruits of a hard day’s work will converge,
on our awesome past written in rainbow crayons,
as past hurt...

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