Best Gradients Poems

I want to ride a zebra

   and race the rays of radiance
       through heat-waves’ sailing gradients -

     a folly wild - a mood untamed
   elated hands in bristled mane
unbridled veins uncorked...

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THE ADVENTURE, HER

Eyes
Deep, shimmering pools
Drowning fevered fools

Voice
Feigning tenderness, tragic
Whispered, lilting magic

Scent
Je Reviens enchanting
Left shamelessly panting

Hair
Bouncing raven tresses
Velvety elucidated guesses

Smile
Sparkling white gradients
Breath-stealing bright radiance

Lips
Succulent raspberry fruit
Passion's delicious route

Shape
Form-filling voluptuous esses
Curvaceously exploiting dresses

Skin
Satiny cappuccino wrapping
Exploring fingers, mapping

Taste
Tippy-top to feet
Nectarous, tangy, sweet

Whole Package
Symmetry imperfectly perfected
Entirely painstakingly inspected

Plan
Moonlight eventide,...

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Written: November 24, 2024 for contest Sponsored by: Kai Michael Neumann
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In a calyx of ambivalent dreams,   
where...

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Canopy’s aperture, spilled light’s nuance, tinted,
as my eyes arrested, to attest fall’s saga…
A tree proclivity, had me stalled in Ashland, 
watching the leaves succumb, leaving stark limbs barren…
Those with temerity, plunged at high speed, head first
Others spun dizzily, tornado-bewildered…
Few flew in gradients, of sideways-sloped descent:
wishes...

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In the language of Spirit
it is said: “that we must die before we die.”

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In the language of Sprit
it is said: “that we must die before we die.”

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It kills me,
a lot of things kill me.
I mean the kind of ‘killing’
that blinks you out for a moment,
that...

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The deep and sonorous voice of
his defeatist self-talk was paternal,
and torturous, 
reinforcing the force fed message,
"There is no happiness,
only gradients of misery,"
leaving him indifferent to the present,
careless of the future.

Reared in the shadows of perfection,
parental conflicts played out
as the "self-made men"
of a fathers' generation chased...

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Valley’s of sleep that hold on to virtue through the years,
Distant from the arms of  cities where vice and lust rule governments,
Where social values preach chastity to innocent hearts,
Where the earths depressions shelter Mr. and Mrs. Purity,
A v-shaped river valley of the virgins who...

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The greys of words or rhymes of yellow,
Twice or tens or millions stacked in a row,
Which one utters the volition of a fellow?
That we'll leave it upon themselves to show,
For themselves will worry about tomorrow.

Brushes of dissonance and ink set ablaze,
Flames atop fan the ashes...

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In Winter it's a new laid blanket of snow--
pristine, immaculate, innocent...holy.

Spring brings a softer air, at once
both fecund and perfumed, and
wildflowers leap into life, and trees
are reborn in gradients of green,
and life is temperate, gentle, fragile,
caught dangling between two brutes.

Summer feeds me: passion-hued 
strawberries, fat...

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Chilling with my computer
Skyping to myself,
Pretending that the computer
Talks back...so lets imagine:
I'm Plankton and i want the secret formula!
The gradients of success,
Too bad: guess that I don't know 
All you need is a goal, love
And hard work, 

Sponge bob knew better:
The man child, pan
So happy...

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From across the world
And against all odds
Their prayers were heard
By a Love-struck God.

He heard each's mirrored plea
For someone who brings out the best in me
A caring heart to fill my aching abyss
With passionate lips and Loving kiss.

Trapped and caged in their own unique ways
Yet their...

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As if a child should understand an  adult’s muddle,
putrid oil slick puddle,
the dreadful pain we foist on wide-eyed offspring.
Robotic elders crush with rigid slabs of Portland censure,
 whatever spark remains in tiny rosebud coloured cheeks,
 before their prime.
Those innocents should never have to wrap,
their...

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I sprung from fertile soil like a garden blossoming into a mosaic kaleidoscope of
vibrant colors

|that I no longer have the ability to see|

but I still feel the ghostly rose petals haunting my skin







~Heart hardened by the cold harsh bite of the wind~

my bones rattle as...

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inexpressible longings
stirrings of breezes
tunes drifting on the currents, through my window
with the scent of the ionized nitrogen lighting air
and clouds, light and whispy, radient gradients of color playing between
oh, how i long to be alive again
to be alive some more
more life
always and ever, my cry
more...

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clouded omens across code

the objective fact of the atmosphere here
starves even the most modest
ambitions of fish outside their home waters

journey of yearning mundane
day-glow gradients of green
scales gasping 
toward the summit

regret etched in the eyeball
a penumbra casting its subtle shadow
lips rest in swags of exhausted lassitude
beleaguered
by...

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