Best Interlude Poems

"Life is a succession of lessons which must be lived to be understood." 
Ralph Waldo Emerson

In this performance we call life,
my spirit searches for an interlude of peace.

My poetic mind riots consumed by rhymes, 
savaging our memories of grieving beliefs.
I'm a soul rasping winter's woeful...

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Beneath a lovers’ moon, Summer breezes in.
In still-cool primrose evenings lingering from spring,
she whispers in my ear.
I hear. . .
honey bees near lilacs, whippoorwills in leafy trees,
and somewhere. . . 
A hoot owl in the night.

Beneath a beaming sun, Summer carries on
inhaling and exhaling sultry...

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“Interludes of romance are the brief sweetest moments of one’s life until they finish. The endings can be the most bittersweet of one’s life.” -quote by poet
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Autumn is fleeing; there is early snow.
My darling, my sunshine, where did you go?
All the green grass in the...

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"In life, grief outweighs joy and laughter is an interlude between two sighs."
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Nobody's home
I'm not here
unavailable
  for visitors' cheer

Not right now
I'm not in the mood
Give me some space
  All emotion subdued

Come back later
or maybe tomorrow
I've nothing to lend
  for no one to borrow...

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Romanticism descends an unbridled staircase
bittersweet; stripped bare and unleashed
passion in supple nudity
sashays down my spine
a ginned up shimmy and sway yearn
tingling every naked nerve with a sudden surge
of electric longing and unmasked pulses of pang and pleasure


Susan Ashley
October 11, 2019


*romanticism: romantic spirit or tendency*...

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I rise when gilded starlight still replete the skies
Never have I beckoned hours of abstruse sleeping
I hear elegiac trills as a lone nightingale cries,
evoking memories that conjure tears of weeping

In halcyon moments before the paling of dawn
I contemplate my sentiments in tranquil solitude
Before the world...

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Romantic emotions, the strongest human feelings
Are those that I love to have sweet dealings

To love is to have someone special in your heart
Knowing that your love will never fall apart

A companion, one who you can always depend
Where love exists, it’s what you both will send

There...

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Interlude, brief and profound,
Where echoes of existence softly resound,
In this quiet chamber, dreams take flight,
A moment to ponder, in the tranquil night.

In the realm of love, where hearts may grow weary, 
An interlude of space makes the bond less dreary. 
Through quiet reflection and understanding...

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I'm smart, crippled with knowledge I never sought,
things I wish I didn't know.
The song of a kiss so brilliant it's like an x-ray, 
the voice of the red rose, the yellow, the white. 
The whisper sound where the petals meet and overlap, 
the dew that...

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      "Intense Interlude"




in sweet magical moment
deep mesmerizing gaze
kidnapped his heart, in Time,
extending fragrant flowers
she smiled, through haunting hazel eyes
in translucent vapor mist
visual aromatic ambiance
ensconced emotions
beyond whispered words
as beauty bewitched
a charming interlude
love captivated by essence of inhaled eye-candy.


*Blending of sight and...

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I dreamed you tonight;
standing on the sheltered
deck where I live,
peering at myriad stars,
reminiscing.
A delicate voice carried 
on warm summer air.
Whispers and soft laughter,
enticing to my ear.
Jeweled eyes glistened, sparkling
like the evening's shimmering stars, 
measuring me.
Soft breaths swept leaves 
into motion,
wafting the air,
touching me.
Glowing ember memories...

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Blinded by a burning sun
Spellbound by the moon;
Beguiled by your tender kiss
Mesmerized too soon.

You looked at me and cast your spell
You took my breath away;
I thought that I could never live
If you didn't come each day.

In haste these moments come to be
In haste they soon...

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Amidst a dissonance of human sound,
the constant hum of voices as each swarm
of people pushed onto the streets, the pound-
pound-pounding workers made, which like a storm
rained in my ears, my mind‘s eye glimpsed a thing
that could not be of this unholy sphere:
a woman, nymph-like, on...

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In My Life’s Peaceful Interlude

Midlife for me was a peaceful interlude.
After my children left the nest,
there had been a climax of sorts.
Poetry had come; it flowed to me.
I’d spend long afternoons in sun’s warm glow,
happily attacking sheets of paper with my pen.
In my life’s interlude,...

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