Best Fibrils Poems

A man can fail many times, but he isn't a failure until 
                           he begins to blame somebody else—John...

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A coastline laps with glistening waves
Dotted with light from its shore-bed unseen,
While fragrance of air and gull’s trill filter
Through leafy boughs varnished in shamrock green.
How this breathtaking view warms my senses
Where tinted sands like nuggets of a jade,
Beguile dreamy feet to tap, to tiptoe
On lime...

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When crisp Anemoi swerve in my mind
and gently rouse, oh ‘pon the fair moonlight,
I raise my cheeks  to taste the dew, refined 
through quivers of the ever- threading night. 

And copper-like, my senses, mildly clothed
with fibrils circling traces on warm flesh;
this zephyr cool, guiding...

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Across the road wild verbena
Wide open arena display
A field's array phenomena.
Would modena clover bouquet
More buffet my heart's cortina?
No! Verbena made this sweet day  

A form called Wreath
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As tangy waft  careens into my mind
To softly rouse a glittering twilight,
I frolic with the northern breeze, refined 
On imprints of an ever- threading night. 

And copper-like, my senses mildly clothed
with fibrils tracing ripples on warm flesh;
this zephyr cool guides evensong hollowed
by a mystique...

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A little pebble-like form finds it's home in the dark cool damp earth, it begins it's 
comfortable journey there in the womb of "mother earth". The dark porous soil allows 
for air to find this nervous seed.  As it finds room room to breathe,...

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Behold the pulchritude overhead exalts to about a spread. 

It is o full swift which greatly outstrips thunder and gale added, 

Yet ocular to sigh from more than a score of hillocks afar. 

It is yet not as harefooted as my head can proceed thinking,...

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I brushed the fabric black fields
 of heaven, ripping, a sliver of time
 flashed lightning and unveiled
 the universe speaking in one voice 

With numbing relief I softly run
 my fingers cross the firmament
 feeling moments ripple in tune
 with the song ringing in my...

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Beyond the skyline, I watch an expanse
    outside this earthly  realm…
torches of  balls glitter in seamless motion,
 orange streaks rolling in random numbers,
    circling ' round their territory
like crystal fibrils wheeling, darting,
   perhaps prancing…

Yet in...

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cocooned
 in depression
 covered
 in fibrils
 of time

whimpering
 until I am mute
 so reduced
 I am a fading
 chrysalis 

my wounds
 bleed a cruel tide
 rivers of my blood
 whisper away
 set free

burn out my eyes
 I shall fear no death
 I cannot know
 what...

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how does the night
seduce me 
in his ebony suspension
over and over


how could a child of ivory,
crave serenity  
in total darkness


I watch my skin 
marshal geese,
a shiver whispers 
up my spine


I burnt the cello
rasping strings 
till their dark dance,
encouraged a stars birth
and the sky glimmered...

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Ryegrasses of  sun--
fibrils twirling with grandeur
while dawn reflects  jade-like hue

Laying on their patch
bright morning weeds  remind me--  
to  honor each day's marvels.



~
3/31/2019
Writing Challenge 6, March 2019 –
6 lines Poetry Contest of Dear Heart~...

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Pouring into night
heat and cool rest
to blend


A smell 
abstruing sense,
wearing of day,
sliding into an envelope
sent to shadow-lands,
I submerge to rest
in jasmine, 
glimmered to dream
slung in a hammock,
bedazzled in the fire of illusion,
I lay in wonder of the cross


A lone cicada 
trilled,
a twilight anthem settling
to a...

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The freedom of
illusion

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Light slivers to
nothing,
looking back 
for comfort,
fearful and knowing,
eyes bending 
I’m compelled to move, 
yet,
With knowledge and
barriers let down
bare to the world,
cringing,
I step forward

Each movement
A searing lesson
in pain and torment,
suffering in the wear,
but still
endured

A rays first
touch
torching cobwebs
shame spun
the second dusted
mistakes layered
each sashay forward
leaping in...

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Cleaning the green
that lines the mold
making it smoother
and softer to hold


Painting a flower
purple and blue,
shaping the leaves
veins running through


The curve of a stem
started to form
and fibrils of petals
sway to a storm


Painting the glaze
the image fogs fast,
making a vase
in time to be passed


And finally on 
the...

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