Best Incoming Poems

With the incoming sounds of spring, a resurrection of life,  
the chilliness flees. Quote _ by Poet 



Ready for a new season, Spring birds
Shake...

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I watch a golden sun slowly rise above the eastern sea and my thoughts naturally drift to
her.
I wonder what she is doing, and if she...

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We grasp shadows flow over magenta light
      in the crystal trails of tourmaline
      yes, both...

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(The news of the death of dear and near ones reaching us on a daily basis has left me thinking of the transitoriness of life...

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7/9/20
"Sickening"

This is sickening
And quickening
Not at all, what I was envisioning
Nobody listening
Most chickening
Fidgeting
And limiting
Themselves to the point of being crippling
The effects rippling
And tripling
On top of it,...

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All That Refuse To See


Your ears shut wide eyes up tight
a menagerie sits in absent light
Time and reason are out of sight
stonecold now is courage's...

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As the life of the day nears its last breath,
With a glow of crimson, forewarning its death,
Upon its cresting, the reflection, daunting,
The sea sets free...

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Some memories of silver sands,
have faded like old photographs.
But waves rush in to ponder on, 
incoming tides of happiness.

Our shadows left upon the ground,
are looking...

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Taking a long ink dip in a desert pond,
rejected drake words
ripple echoes in the wilderness: Tread with care!
Dreadnought thoughts silicate crystalized,
glass menagerie opens to a...

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DISTANCE

Walking towards the light 
Leaving behind a wink of the night

Ignoring the massive things between
Exploding with all the things I've seen

Reality to dreams, it may...

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Everything here is true
Just as stated
because it's already happened
or - it has yet to occur - 
but it's very soon to occur
and I have such...

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High noon in Fort Laramie, the summer sun is oppressive.
A whalebone corset digs into my body’s tender parts.
Peering from the shop, my hand touching the...

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The summer sun was high. The heat was oppressive.
The whalebone corset dug into the body's tender parts.
Peering from the shop, my hand touching the pane
of...

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The sun is setting
Incoming tide laps my feet
My thoughts turn to God...

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What does it feel like to wake up into your skin?
Your day?
What do you feel first most days?
Is it in any way influenced by gratitude,
or...

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