Best Frothed Poems

CELESTE

A bevy of wavelets rushes to the shore
while on peach coastline, this quietude I feel,
Under the alloy of rocks not seen before
A hidden water-world encrypts its frothed  zeal.

The dolphin in tungsten leaps, and then again 
With a belly raised to a marmalade sky;
And another...

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The constant assault of the silence on his senses is intense 
Hands clenched in fist he wished for noise and bliss
Buddy stopped talking and drinking he begins pacing as he’s thinking 
Tired from walking he knells before the bird and begs him to start talking...

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Moving ridges - blue, green salty de-bree
Lightly, sweep the beach;
As inland rolls the sea

All species, shapes shells' species,
Tumble to shore, scoured by wind, by sand
Frothed, hi-lo crests, toss, create odd creases

Ocean sounds, subdued to loud
Galaxies twinkling, twinkling, over sandy shore
Moving ridges - blue, green, salty...

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I
God had a thought
That is the Universe
Including you, sun, stars, grasses
Like the Eternal Author
All else are merely prop and personae

II
God's thought may be like an Ocean
I enjoyed being a wave
From the tiniest drop in the ocean
I became a ripple; I grew
I loved growing ... and...

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It frothed, it boiled from deep within her soul,
fermenting in the furnaces of hell.
Considering how best to take her toll,
With heaving breast, stared down the infidel,
and belched it forth with foul and fetid smell.
It launched, depraved and deathly, to the skies;
the horror of its impact...

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Lingering gracefully though Heaven's gold
She tosses white flakes of eve that grow cold;
Twigs stretching their arms to the tinseled sky
In a chill of breeze as she walks nearby.
Signalling her presence in fine,laced gown
Her gems are rubies and pearls on a crown,
In hues delightful, as blushed...

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I’ve taken too many steps
Backward
Too many sleepless nights
In my boots
Next to my bed
With no one to say
Goodnight to
Nor to me
And said goodbye
Unwillingly
Too many times
To those I’ve loved
And charished
So dearly
So deeply
Now departed
I’m yet to move on

These are lives lived inside boxes
In homes
Lives moved into boxes
Out of...

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Saturated with fish fry smells, Bar-B-Cue smoke,
rodeo dust and sounds of deep water blues,
with teasing frothing lace spread on the shore,
Gulf Coast birth breeze blew winds 
in sails to Caribbean Sea, Blue Mountain
berries, banana walk yam hills,

And coconut rain drops tapping reggae beats
on zinc roof...

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The Birth

                   1
 Breathe baby—breathe.
	    
		2
Out of the darkness of night
crept the dawn;
steaming with thirst
the dry mouth sun rose
inebriating its self 
with the morning...

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Limerick : Once a President of Bolivia

Once a President of Bolivia
Frothed oblanceolate green saliva
Must dream was Ashoka*
On Andes throne Inca
That’s how COCA-cola drug India.

*ASHOKA, b. circa 304 BCE (reigned: 273-232 BCE): King of Magadha,
was the first great commoner Buddhist Emperor
of India which, then, extended from...

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HARK, whilst thee singeth melody,
gauged labyrinths midst harmony,
ransom subconscious, placed thee free,
persuade possessed, heed thy purged glee,
beg reposed heart thy beating plea.
Themes prune labor to a degree,
song finesse thine assent of thee,
music quell sorts of thine decree
tune thy hearts, minds, souls let agree,
sensed voiced symphonic...

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Seduced by the air
The Mastrena pulls me near
enchanted by beans

Grinding espresso
screech foam frothed to warm bubbles
Stream caught entangled 

Pour at an angle
Chasing rising to the edge
Tepid in hand, sip.
-Ems'ilverscripts.

-Poet's note-
Wanted to test out a haiku, the allure of it as it tickling my palate, warmed...

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The Great Wave Off Kanagawa

Morning and the fishers put out to sea,
With joy and farewells to their families,
Unaware today, they would meet with fate,
To fight for life with a giant rogue wave.

“Bend your backs to the wind, row and repel,
Vain Kanagawa, reprieve yourselves!”
Spewed in boast...

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A wild mustang blew over the steppe, a solitary
Pale rider rushing over the chest planes to greet me
Engulfing, stampeding through sharp wicked valleys
And emotions were herded into a bone corral
Slamming the gates against this Dun Stallion’s
hips, while he frothed at these invisible bits
Dusty huffs, wheezing...

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Sappho Translations II

That country wench bewitches your heart?
Hell, her most beguiling art’s
hiking her dress
to seduce you with her ankles' nakedness!
Sappho, fragment 57, loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

Sappho, fragment 138, loose translations/interpretations by Michael R. Burch

1.
Darling, let me see your face;
unleash your eyes' grace.

2.
Turn to...

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