Best Graces Poems

Growing older is a garden of graces . . .
disgraces, wild goose chases, closed in places.
It is an imperceptible tottering of time on a
conveyer belt, where at the end time drops
into the slipstream and becomes the mobius .

Growing older is wanting to be older when
you...

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"Tightropes of the Three Graces" 

Tightropes
for hanging clothes
on a line 

each piece 
pegged wooden
held between closed fences

misfortune's breeze lifts
sleeves like covers
pointing the way home

books and their pages
for The Davenport dancers 
all's well that ends well 

scene perfect
imperfect fortunes
throughout their ages

the balancing act
seeking Life’s rhyme
saving fates...

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Graces for the Loved and the Lost

To the sweet graces afforded to us from above 
To the hand of tender guidance that is only born from Love
To the broken boxer taking off his boxing gloves
To the man living on the edge when push comes to...

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Puberty set off affright
seeding decades long
     terrestrial space flight
freighted existential blight,
wherefore from that
attempt to live airtight
many scores yesternight
ago, I barely (except

     on par with grateful
     dead), zero excite
ment minimally functioned,
   ...

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Kissed by the rebel mouth of Dionysus

set tight against their fulsome lips;

lapped into shapes by intoxicant tongues,

arms fused in a chain of swaying hips.



Tiptoe this sisterhood of Athena,

this trio in bright synchrony;

blown back on Acropolis stilettos,

risen skirts above the stockinged knee.



Aphrodite waged love at closest...

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A stretch in evening
Weeping Willow under snow
All airs and graces...

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Pardonable graces,
Your face is a pardonable grace
Good God, woman, slender we are in the night. 
Send my love, love in the sound of that sound.
We will share a canoe together, holding our love 
The whole way.
Which way are we going, you ask.
I don’t know. Do...

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Fate Graces Me Now, A Rainbow Filling Up My Sky

Softly slumbering in the shadows of my sad past
until mercifully forced opened eye at last.
Revising all the sweet memories filling my heart
fearful that these too may someday depart!

As I roam forth in the midst of never...

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Airs and Graces
On their faces
A gaze down the nose
Other silly shows

Illusions of grandeur
A grand amour
Of self deception
False Perception

Take a better look
We are the open book
Their airs and graces
Reflected on our faces.

Diana Dalton
2 Feb 2017...

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No pretence
No airs and graces
Just be real
No “two faces”

Be authentic 
Just be You
Let your true spirit shine through

Your fairness, honesty
Integrity will show
Kindness to all
Compassion, goodness will flow

Don’t fear vulnerability 
Or to admit you were wrong
It does not create weakness
It enlightens, renders you strong

Let your humour...

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Every man's life , every man's truth , Every man's take on the road of life . with a trip like a blip which switches to zip . What truth distillates my heart .... in a daze in a maze can you gaze on what...

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"graces of life"

pursuing the good life
I wish and believe
nothing is impossible
knowing darkness is far away

clues of beauty and peace
hover within my sight
as music softly whispers
making my soul breathe for
passion and desire unleash
as graces of life awaken
grateful for this blessing
nothing is impossible as
enchanting elegancies adorn

SkyWatcher
05-05-23...

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Here and Hereafter
by Michael R. Burch

Life’s saving graces are love, pleasure, laughter ...
wisdom, it seems, is for the Hereafter.



Laughter’s Cry
by Michael R. Burch

Because life is a mystery, we laugh
and do not know the half.

Because death is a mystery, we cry
when one is gone, our numbering...

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Come alive in the river, let it flow,
Its waters are rising, up and high;
A faith that turns into joy and glow,
Filled with promise, hope and grace.

Tap into heaven's DNA, oh so free,
Showers of favour raining down;
Graces and place, blessings to share,
Kindness abounding, no need to...

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She snores under Night's somnolent veil,
Far from quiet throes of his teetering sail;
Her pulses come and go in silent throbs,
Attuned to trigger no lover’s salted sobs. 

Her breath kicks in and out in frail wafts,
And makes sullen breather and her lover
Immune to stingy Love's meanest...

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