Best Imbues Poems

Sometimes life is such a bore we run on automatic;
Then it’s time to tango for a dash of the dramatic.
Or when things are dull and only gusto will suffice,
We cha-cha or calypso to inject a dose of spice.

We hustle off to work each morning, foxtrot...

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Starlight pierces ebony,
above sculpted shades of white.
And moonbeams soften the scene,
gilding Night with golden light.

Donning a crystalline dress, 
Nature's a picture of grace.
And draped in feathery down,
She's frozen in time and place.

Billions of snowflakes gather
on bare branches, where they freeze.
And subtle features get carved
by the...

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Nature imbues a prairie Spring
with color's majestic splendor.
And Spring's pathway gets dappled with
purple pigments and puce pastels.

Tepid Chinooks melt mountain snows
that feed meandering rivers.
Forming long lazy loops that snake
across an emerald grassland.

A rising sun erases night
with a sense of hope and magic.
And gilding the edge...

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I am faceless

Tattered by actuality

Heart thrumming in my ears

Blind to prospects

Voiceless ... soundless


Yet I scream, mute

Face to the sky, I wail like a fiend

Hailing the heavens like a forsaken angel

Above, the sucking expanse

A mocking roar of silence that drips, somber


And bleaches my bones black ......

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Laughing Atmospheres




It floats in the morning dew
Settles with diamonds
On cobwebs who
Catch dreams on their threads

The sensual quiet of dawn
Imbues
The grass blades are whispering
To the sifted chanting
Of being One

In a glittering pool
The sea
Dances every possibility
Day bright answers to the
Begun
Shafts brilliance of the sun

Calling loud
With its perpetual...

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Short shadows stretched by a sinking sun,
darkness denotes the day is done.

And Sol slips over the edge of the Earth 
tethered to oblivion,
and yet, shackled to Dawn.

Twilight morphs into Dusk, summoning night, 
as a canopy of twinkling stars shine.  
And the moon imbues a...

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Gentle as motherly wind, your sacred place
Children we are embraced by a warm caress
Oh Ave Maria, filled with love around;
Bestowing us gifts of peace through times blessed. 

No unfinished trials here, or short mown days
As a guiding hand protects our daily tread,
While we implore the...

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An open window frames a scene        
Compelled obsession’s wistful sway
A metaphor imbues my dream

Entranced a moth, in porch lights gleam
Around it flits, a cruel ballet
An open window frames a scene

With you at night, the same routine
Your heart within...

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When the orchard grows deeply lush
filling all rows with grapes
etched by dusk like a bold paintbrush,
I trace its outline’s silhouette
and rove along this patch
Where quarter moon draws a vignette
as leafage unfurl like coiled frills
showing off plump of red …
fruits ripe turned into wine on mills
nectar...

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Why can’t you stay? Your pretty views
are skies’ cerulean and the blues
of sweet wild blooms that I can see
beneath a sun that shines for me
like lemon crests on cockatoos!

Watermelon and honeydews -
I savor flavors in chartreuse.
But lilac days, how soon they flee!
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The lift cables engage, elevating
our gondola high above the valley. 
And as white snowflakes confetti blue skies
our honeymoon ski-trip feels surreal.

The allure of a ski lodge in the Alps,
is, it sounds so cozy and romantic.
For if the brisk breezes become too cold,
we'll retreat inside and...

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Within my secret realm… this verdant pond,
Unknown to many of the townsfolk’s eyes
And by its ridges I meander long,
On through November nights, as  hours drift by…
A quiver in the grass so evergreen;
When  frosty breeze imbues a shimmer  while
It mirrors younger times across...

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Dear Dr. Freud, what can I truly say?
You know my ego does get in the way
a heavy block of much love for the self
freezing up the chance for someone else.

I know that deep down in me is an Id
that’s stored away and properly is hid.
Trespassing...

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A splendiferous scarlet sun slowly
sinks into a dark ebony abyss.
And as silhouettes and shadows embrace,
Night imbues Dusk with a nocturnal grace.

The chances of finding God out here are
more likely than in a house of worship.
In the grandeur of Nature, you feel awed;
Nature is the very...

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A
dying
scarlet sun,
bleeds upon pink
cotton candy clouds
clustering at Earth's edge,
as though tethered to the night.
Twilight starts unveiling the stars
now twinkling-like faceted diamonds
and moonbeams gild indigo waters gold.
Muting all but one lonely cricket's chirp,
silence imbues each shifting shadow
with a growing feeling of dread.
And a dark curtain descends
until...

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