Best Holds Poems

Yet My Mind Holds Invincible Summer Hues

Bitter cold, ice ravages red-cliffs in my veins
Yet my mind holds invincible summer hues
O' Darkness thy black-hand my spirit restrains
Tho' thy power rages from thy dark Lord's pews

Flee thee far back into thy dark Lord's abode
Plead thy master, at...

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What Holds More Resplendent Gifts Of The Great And Vast Beyond

Seas of poetry orations, I once took my swims
being strong in spirit, stouter in heart and lithe of limbs
What dread had I of illness or passage of Father Time
when great beauty of verse sang so...

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Soft flurries of affection
find my eyes lost in the prism
of the beauty that engulfs my world,

for to inhale is to fall into
the scent of sweet essence floating
the breeze exhaling from your skin

You slumber, silence caresses gently 
while phrases of euphoric devotion
gather within of this angelic...

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Blackness Engulfs Rare Beauty Whose Soft Heart There Holds

Blackness engulfs rare beauty whose soft heart there holds
she that pretty flowers envy yet still dare to adorn.
Emerging as a rare butterfly from cocoon's deep folds,
her light will grace all and never her heart be torn.

As darkness...

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Intruding fingers
Linger at the hollow of her back.
Heart fluttering in anticipation
She holds her breath.


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The Great ITTY BITTY Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Andrea Dietrich
Placing: 1st...

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He never knew what the future holds,
As he took the steps on the path unknown..!!
With a face that has a glow,
Little did he know there sits an angel,
Nothing like any man had ever known..!!
The first look in her eyes and he lost his heart;
The first...

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Like sparks trailing
from a million, billion fireflies,
a single thought limns a trillion suns.

From the first small bonfire
flickering across four million years,
whose light imprints itself
upon the canvas backdrop
of a feckless, barely cohesive Infinity,

the matter of man, no more than
the past, transmogrifies the future --

denies the import...

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Sweet songs revel the shadows
a painted bunting's warble
hidden, as am I, living out
a poetic rhapsody of time

look away to where nature's winds
carry countless stories of love
patiently awaiting to lie down
on pristine sheets of pure passion

ink dipped in lavender lips of seda 
where the lines prosper...

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The Colour of the bird -means nothing if your going to be eaten...

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My skin and hair will never fall off, because the paint will always hold us together.
Paint is perpetually on my nails, under my nails, on my toes, and on my nose.
My good clothes are often my accidental paint clothes.
I have more paint clothes than I...

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Dust piles up just like trash at the dump.Rust eats through metal just like cancer eats through us.Glue holds things in place but it wont hold me if you get in my face (what a waste) cuz I'm the glue that will put you in...

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I Know Who Holds Tomorrow

Yesterdays are gone away
my sights are on tomorrow.
Memories like scars remain
what used to be my sorrow.

I made my way through shadows
that gathered dark as night.
Times I spent down on my knees
I made it to the light.

So much still waiting down the...

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Prisoners of souls as the wolf howls
faraway dreams in starlight thoughts
To a princess over a cold moon and back
dark clouds the morning arising sky
Opening skies heavy rain falls with echoing force
lead like bullets winds crying nature calls

Icy chilling breaths softly cutting steam clouds
fingers shivering to...

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Joe Biden was a "Senator and Vice-President of "The United States Of  America" who supports "Justice" and rejects "Injustice"!!!!!!!!Joe Biden as a "Senator" "Rejected" "The Republican Agenda To cut back "82%" in "Funding for "The Police all across "The United States of America" in...

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See my blog Address of Poetry:New Vistas, going up now, about the hard days that lead to the write of this truly moving poem.  Thank you, and happy to be back after weeks away.—————————————————

Warning Words   from My Soul ***

There is an ocean:...

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