Best Gesture Poems

I do have purpose
that stays near
a constant reminder 
of my inner child

As my conscienceness
shines through to create 
a new perspective
I break out of my cocoon

Only...

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It was a token gesture
A hand he offered me
Emerging from my cab
Stormy night in the city

I didn’t know his name
But I’ll not forget his face
For...

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Cypress trees like evergreen steeples
rise above rows of gravestone woes,
their shadows lie side by side like railroad ties 
across writhing paths banded like snakes;
the gravel...

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As I sit watching fusions of saffron and scarlet hues 
elegantly charm the horizons.
Silently, fluffy lush clouds float by
like a magnetic field drawing me closer,
in...

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The Library of Trust and Hope
The Bank of Trust and Hope

(Cant decide on title, so feel free to pick or suggest one)

She was all but...

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What words did you use to make someone smile?
Did you reach out to change a stranger’s day?
The smallest gesture makes it all worthwhile,
an act of...

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As a young girl growing up in the 50s and 60s, Hollywood’s glamorous and glitzy lifestyle fascinated me. Popular actresses such as Jane Russell, Ava...

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Poet Convention

Lost in a poets convention, 
I can't recall every poem, I've read through the years
50518, unique comments I 'validate'--- 
Thank You For Sharing Your...

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Rhythmic pose arcs lifting elegant ambience
Graceful dance enshrines artful renascence
Visceral posture invites emotional response
Festive celebration of aesthetic renaissance.

Attired in red and blue of simple elegance...

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On the shadowed banks of river they sat together
Adulating setting sun quivering in rippling currents
Where golden filaments shimmered on blue water
Forming and breaking ephemeral circular...

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On my walk around the green meadow
in the sun splattered mesmeric mornings,
I used to see an old lady of the neighborhood,
sitting straight like a lone...

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Before the sun's pieces,
Shine on brim's, coffee mug;
And with my prepping airs—
It's all jeopardy to 
Roll frost in bed somewhere.

Before the sun's pieces,
Rain in a...

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On a stone wall, by the solitary pavement,
Annoyed and angry, with daggers drawn at everyone,
I saw my neighbor sitting dejected and depressed.
Though known him for...

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I had yearned for it all my life
That simple gesture
That finally healed
The open wound
That for years
Bled 
In a silent stream
That fell Between
The cracks in
You and...

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SPEECHLESS SPOKEN WORD ARTISTE

So if my vocal folds can’t collaborate to produce sounds to communicate loudly to your beautiful mind that I have an endless...

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