Best Gossamer Poems

Once agone moments in time
        she was poetry in motion,
   'til she pirouetted herself
         onto dusty versed shelves
     midst old clouded rhymes
  ...

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On gossamer wings 
she floats through thoughts 
of timeless dreams and 
pages unturned. 
Words written but left unread
for years as centuries 
turn to new. 
Her course was set 
before her time, 
now deep within 
she feels her fragile heart 
even as it breaks again. 
New...

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she taught her young protege all that she knew,
knowing the end was near; on gossamer wings she flew....

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Broken hearts are open wide
Easier to slip inside
Poke the embers
Blow remembers
Clasping gently
Whisper magic
Ease the pain
Feel the warmth
Of fire again
Reflected thoughts
Directed dancing
Purple gossam
Flicker reign
In the wonder
World of oneness
Washed by loving
Tears of rain



(worknotes)
gossam live and laugh in Faerie
Sharing tales of mortal maids
pickscab knees and inkwell braids
time is...

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Gossamer wings are dancing on spicy wind,
In maddening swirls of color and sunshine!
Red mists scattered, gone around the bend,
And mauve wisteria cascades from its vine.

Hummingbird premieres in dance hall days,
Along with butterflies stunningly varicolored.
Colors travel with winds in the sunny blaze,
Over the tall emerald grasses,...

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Memories, like silken threads spinning in my head.
Intricately woven like a beautiful gossamer web.

Life's precious gifts to have and to hold.
Those to sustain me as I grow old.

So many years of gathering them close to my heart.
How can I now tell myself to tear them...

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                   Enchants woods in valley of mist,
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Your soul survives the kiss of death
continuing when life’s passed on.
And charisma and persona
morph into photos when you’re gone.

And though time writes your epithet
fate decides if it’ll be read.
For your legacy, good or bad
can carry-on after you’re dead.

Whether you will be remembered
rest on how your...

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On gossamer wings I send my love
Straight to your fragile heart
Like delicate ribbons of fine spun gold
This devotion I do impart

To bind us closer with ties so strong
So honest so special so pure
A love the world has yet to imagine
A passion with no known cure

Feelings...

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From the flat
Of my back
I watched
Love
Fly away on gossamer wings
Just as it was given, so quickly it was taken away
Breathless,
Curled in the fetal position
I was helpless

From the flat of my back
I watched
Love fly away
On gossamer wings
I watched
Life bring
Me Curious things

From the flat of my back
I...

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Gossamer Shroud  

 
  

  
   
 
  Finery most precious.
Whimsical silk and all it's tales.
More than deep mythology.
So that woman may go naked, 
while clothed.
Wearing nought, 
but bright colored clouds.
Almost religious, 
sericulture of it's knowledge.
Volunteering, I live to...

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You've drawn the feelings from within
And charged my mortal soul
The energy of your sweet love
Has filled me to the whole

I'm basking in the afterglow
I hear the angels sing
I feel as though I'm flying through
The night on gossamer wings

Tenderness cannot describe
The way you've made me feel
I...

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Bring me your whimsy and dreams
For your future I have seen

You walk along paths with dread
And leave all your wishes unsaid

But I’ve found them here in your heart
Guarded, protected yet dark

Don’t dwell among lack and regret
So much beauty I’ve found in you yet

I’ll whisper your...

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Bright-coloured butterflies flutter in the morning sky, 
Their filmy fragile wings throbbing in dawn's tranquility, 
Like little heartbeats dancing in tandem with the tawny sun... 
They flit from flower to flower, sipping sweet ambrosia, 
Like waltzing wraithlike wisps of aurora's wonderland... 
Exquisite winged creatures of...

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my words are gossamer, diaphanous    
                 and wispy
         my lines    cobwebs of chiffon
I pen...

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