Best Frangipani Poems

Wondrous frangipani...
      You mesmerize me so.
        Like a fan, I twirl you
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The pungence of heartbreak swelters
in the tangled dreadlocks of love-lies-bleeding
Take me somewhere exotic
to breathe not the foul aroma
of disappointment and despair
Show me fields laced with...

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Speechless clementine horizons infuse lilac hues, 
tinting twilight's tepid breeze, reflecting sensually,
kissing tranquil waters, forming momentary ripples.

Chocolate cosmos awake greeted by fresh frangipani,
blending luscious flavours...

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Vermilion sunset

Menagerie of animals roam foggy mountain side
Unaware of vermilion sunset painting ocean tide
Reflecting on aqua-blue where reddish hues infuse 
As twilight flickers on ripples...

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Happiness is scattering herbs of kindness,
   watering weathered willows in the wilderness.

Happiness is following lavender streaks of twilight~
  gliding across cerulean skies,...

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Damned frangipani streams of misery
do ripple his heartstrings with injury.
Menagerie of scented memories
infuse his mood with lost love reveries.

Luscious sepals once had held his heart,
her...

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She is the liquid night
The fluid obsidian chalice
She engulfs me

Her breath is frangipani
It is the air I breathe
She permeates me 

In her starlit vision
In her...

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(Dedication: For Regina Riddle)
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Tree caterpillar crawling
Strong windy debris;
Blown over the bough

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Violet blossoms
Vine decorations dancing;
Sun and breeze move

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Joy wears a face:
Your smiles highlight;
Dazzle of morning

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Hasty scribblings
Poetry...

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Near frangipani flowers that infuse
the air with fragrance, a pellucid stream
flows gently past us. Here we both will lose
timidity in an exquisite dream.

Vermilion ripples in...

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A menagerie of mockingbirds are singing a melody,
of imitated tweets and chirps, like ripples of a flute;
And I wander a forest lush green and hushed...

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We wander through so many gardens,
doting robins, ignoring the crows.
Our personal oasis is an unfinished poem.
Plastic flowers may last longer, but their dead scent,
cannot compare...

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I took your hand as we walked through vermillion twilight
In what seemed an ancestral place, in our sight

Where a menagerie of mockingbirds softly talked
From the...

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How old will I be at the dawn of my death?
This thought ripples through my mind in the twilight of my days
Where I sit to...

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Beside a lake a mockingbird paints on the canvas of time
A luscious lyrics of  an orange  and crimson hue
While the menagerie of the...

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I found you
     in my daydream
          picking
     ...

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