Best Halts Poems

The unlikely alliance

for me you need not be clothed
I understand your fragility
of which the edges are like krill
To you I disclose my being,
for only you...

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Walking all night
On the glittering wet sand of a sea shore.. 
In the shadows of twinkling stars..
Through a silver airial fabric
of a tiny waning Moonlight...

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Music is an undying 
art of soul ~ 
an abstract eden, where, 
euphonious unicorns 
glide in strawberry sonatas, 
amplifying rhapsody in
ballads of flight, 
when fuchsia...

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While it feels in the noontide, just steps through the trees,
As the sky bleeds to twilight – the sweetest disease.
On a walk through the maples,...

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The mountain peaks in colored sugar coat
Of pinks and blues and lilac violet hues
The sky, just before sunrise, all windless and clear
The day is misty,...

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Quote:  Every day is a page to write a new story.


DAILY DEWDROPS 

Freshly fallen snow,
no print left yet.
An empty box,
with no pretty bow.

I get...

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Take me to a safe haven,
without soldiers at borders.
Where human rights empower nationality.
No one judges on colour or creed,
nor which super power you follow.

In a...

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Written: December 31, 2023, For Unseeking Seeker Contest
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#1
"It is a sin to kill a Mockingbird.
While playing games with rocks or guns, defray,
them, please, ...shoot old tin cans.  Each whispered song 
from...

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Friends, fellow poets and countrymen, please lend me your ear.
I do not live in Australia, and I wish to make that perfectly clear.
I will not...

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Sailing on a ship of dreams, through a deep and starlit night
The wind softly hums a lullaby, as the sails catch the pale moonlight
Indigo waters...

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Galloping within the nights of her innocence
he raced around the field fire chasing the heat of equine glee,
the horn of his head, a wizard's weapon...

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maudlin

maudlin Monday's mostly mud
halts the weekend with woeful thud
laughs and sillies
get the willies
on maudlin Monday, what a dud

tintinnabulous

tintinnabulous Tuesday
is the second paying-dues day
we head uphill
but...

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O' lovely maid, in solitaire
 so fair of cheek and silken hair
A wistful look upon her face
It matters not that she is late

This Sunday morning...

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WHEN A MAN LOVES A WOMAN

Jim’s fallen head over heels for a girl,
He’s forgotten his mates; they’re in limbo
One whiff of her scent, his head’s...

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