Best Good Poems

     ~Poetesses and Poets, Divine~

All over this great planet we live,
Penning our thoughts, and love to give!

With our hearts, as lanterns so bright, 
Writing with hearts into this summer night.

Pen thee, then, of nature’s fine beauty.
Quietly, we are world Muses on...

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Too good - to ever last    suggested bpm 80

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When we first met, I never thought
that you could ever love me...
You were the brightest star shining
so high up above me...


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I loved the way you stared, with your sparkling eyes...
I loved the way...

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i wait at the river for the cry of the loon
                                                                      
from...

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He
may 
not have
the perfect
face and body,
but I can see into a soul
radiant like the omniscient sun in azure skies.
In indigo nights, I press against his heart, longing to possess his perpetual light.

for Brian Strand's the 'COMPLETELY YOUR CHOICE (27)any form any theme' Poetry Contest...

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At night the sun has gone to sleep
And crickets sing a tune.
The bullfrogs croak and creatures creep
Beneath the watching moon.

The masked raccoons and possums prowl
Through meadows moist with dew.
The fireflies flash, coyotes howl,
And owls keep asking, "Who?"

At night our school is still and dark.
The evening...

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I guess we can struggle when we sit down to write
But use your own words - to plagiarise isn’t right
When I read a poem that’s simply too good to be true 
I then begin to question, was it even written by ‘you’ 

If I google...

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A rose held before the dawn, overwhelmed by benevolent beauty,
its virginity violated by hostel hands,
only then will it reveal its blood-stained thorns,
where infatuated innocence is lost...

Days of sunny summer streams and apricot kisses
were surrounded by chastising clouds,
the night kneeled before us as we walked holding...

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A soft yellow ember,
the sun is arising
Horizons remember
the smile on your face

Meadowlarks sing
as the morning approaches
The start of a new day
in hues to embrace

Rose petal heavens
with clouds painted cotton
Skies now are yawning
a sapphire glow

Apricot kisses
on dahlias blooming
With northerly breezes
of autumn a ‘flow

Tangerine ribbons
through branches still...

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Cotton candy swirls
on a pink flamingo sky
Late December wishes
that are slowly floating by
Apricot horizons
glowing softly ‘cross the hill
Twilight born emotions
falling on this night so still
Sweet seductive touches
to caress my quivered skin
Satin slipper kisses
moist along my lips again
Silhouettes in moonlight
move in rhythm ‘pon the ground 
Whispers...

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My thirst now deep ~ I long to quench
to sip this periwinkle wine
In goblets cut of harvest moons
impassioned pleas now cast of time

Tender kisses ~ sonnets placed
on fevered lips near rainbow streams
In golden castles made of sand
I've knelt beside you in my dreams

As whispered winds...

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My angel of the waters 

Dancing in the flame beneath a flickered candle's light
Moving between shadows on the floor
My every thought now focused on the beauty I have seen
Standing present on a distant shore

Gentle waves do drench her skin, to shimmer soft and sweet
As walls...

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Come walk with me
to a heart beat in blossom
Dance in the streets
of a new foreign town

Welcome the evening
with moon beams now swaying
Under the stars
when there’s no one around

Singing a song
to a melody’s whimper
Sigh on the eve
of our first kiss delight

Wander an island,
drink Pina Coladas
Sit by...

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Here on the night before yesterday’s dream,
twilight composers retreat
Laughing at whispers a’ flow on the stream,
happily taking a seat

Practicing meadowlark lyrics to sing,
strumming a toadstool in tune
Awaiting the light that the fireflies bring,
blinking a wink at the moon

Tulips with tambourines gather around,
spider web chandeliers glow
Shade...

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The sweet breeze through the window
asks nothing as unseen birds call.
It asks nothing of the sun
as it sweeps across yards,
yet it whispers to waking dreams.
My dreams ask,
Did I love too much?
behind my mind’s eye,
visions
and what do they mean
when we give of ourselves
so fully we are...

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She stood amidst the tropic breeze
the girl with blue Aruba eyes
Between the fruiting mango trees
neath pastel sunset shimmered skies

Meandering this summer’s eve
we stroll the shoreline hand in hand
Where lemongrass and grottos weave
and footprints wander in the sand

Alone this twilight paradise
as moonbeams glow on suntanned skin
Melodic...

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