Best Invites Poems

The shadows fall like summer lace
       Through palm trees fluttered in the sun
The soft caress of dawning breeze
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I see the pain
Reflected via turquoise blue
Of the oceans hue
She stares out into the oceans depth
Lost
Her lover dead under the sea
The waves have made her...

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Why are you so sad ?, Have you lost anything ??
If lost, then what ??? I think it is nothing.....
You stepped earth with your empty...

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Olena Rudenko met Pavlo Lavinski whilst at Kyiv University 
Pavlo told all his friends that she's definitely the girl for me
They got on well then...

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This is my humble tribute to our dear Soup member Constance La France, using some of her poem titles. This is, again,  inspired by...

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-This buds for you!-
-It takes one to know one!-
-I know you are, but what am I?-

A second hand, on my stopwatch, going nowhere!
You are a...

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Rhythmic pose arcs lifting elegant ambience
Graceful dance enshrines artful renascence
Visceral posture invites emotional response
Festive celebration of aesthetic renaissance.

Attired in red and blue of simple elegance...

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She dons her scarlet gown again
Still radiant from last year’s ball
She knows it will attract the men
As it glitters in hues of fall

A golden scarf...

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Sound of rumbling midnight train awakens young girl. The glow of nightlight invites her to soiree with poetic guests who, on inked pages, dwell. She...

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My backslidden soul*, you were converted by GOD’s Word
As shown by your divine growth and testimony ’s record,
But you departed away from that great spiritual...

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A nail goes in the barren wall to bring the spring alive
I can almost hear a bird that begs a morning sun to rise
There's a...

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Take me to the tombstone 
let me touch the gray stone that stands
where life could not
I will put my face to that touchstone of deaf...

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It takes its stand the moment we are born;
first breath of life invites its rival, death,
to hand in hand walk on a path that leads,
without...

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A harvest breeze invites the leaves
to shimmy on the tree.
In haunting song she sighs and grieves
as on her breath they flee.
They dance and twirl away...

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Billy don’t lose my number


No ones knows the darkness
Other than one who knows... the darkness
There is no snow
There is no white
Wings are clipped
There is no...

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