Best Golds Poems

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Gustav, how you pique the senses
          captured passion's plural tenses

lovers twined in percale folds
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The old stream doesn’t burble 
like it used to in Spring’s past -
rambunctious in youth  wild it ran
racing the sun and chasing the moon
splashing...

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Like a frozen soul in silent stillness,
crisp mist returns like forgotten debris.
Carpet of scarlet leaves lay on green grass,
dew drops seem like tears from crying...

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Johnny-Jump-Ups nestle into the forest floor mosses,
Along with dainty Jack-in-the-Pulpits hiding beneath
The larger fronds of swampy ferns soaking up moisture
From the dew-laden flowering branches of...

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I was a sophisticated, world class traveler, like merry wind in green trees.
I had seen hottest deserts and rain forests, where songs will never cease.

I...

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IN THE MEADOWS IS MY DREAM

Strolling, strolling we are in the meadow: airy and green
where asters, dahlias, nod and wink passing their green

With him by...

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Frightend children under the baobab
Of elders discourse playing
At the deep edge of rites
Of passages
With no Atlantic dream.

There is a beauty here
Before the other world began
Forgetting...

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In Silence

Sighing, gales vibrate, release the dance
Between avid oak in crimson hues -
Delicate golds, amber and carroty red
Maples delicate muse, autumn stillness, hush
Erasing the summer,...

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I am not sure whether I am missing you or that you are missing life~

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Have you ever thrown a day away?
There are many more, as you would say
There's always been and long shall be
tomorrows lining up for me

What guarantee...

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A peacock presents its colors to see
 Dazzling patterns, beautiful views,
 As pink cherry blossoms adorn the tree,
 Brushstrokes of nature offer colorful hues

 Birds...

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Thugs in the street with their pants hung low
White T's and Tims with two golds in the front row
Philly fades or braids, du-rags, and fitted...

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The sunset glows in the wide Western sky,
placed there by the Master from on high.
Reds and golds of various shades
are splashed in mounds of beauty
on...

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HIS GRACE IS RELENTLESS

You called me from a million
but what did I do Father God?
 
You gave me eyes yet I chose to be blind
You...

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I know nothing is perfect
I know everyday is not always a happy day
I know we've gone too far
Letting ourselves drowned into despair

We used to care...

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