Best Jaunt Poems

around the corner...just!

light brilliant...trees freshly brushed...
a breeze meandering through the grass...
a baby blue sky, an occasional cloud shaped and reshaped,
...a waterfall roars like a lion...its...

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Gleefully you and I smile from a scenic window on life
Enchanted by nightfall befriending quixotic autumn sky
Embossing crimson brushstrokes on vermilion arc
Akin to a painting...

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another somber rise of day through autumn's reign
where clouded thoughts backslide through eyes
while the anguish of my pain lies misted in the lash of october's...

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A time of change awaits you, friend.
It crouches on your track.
It peeps its head round yonder bend
and knows you can’t go back.
And being time, itself...

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THE RESTLESS SEA


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My shoes lie prone like dogs waiting for a new adventure
Will it be a soft seashore shuffle?
A jaunt through the mall, all dusty with grime
A...

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She ventured far beyond Earth's realm
past cordoned confines of heart and soul
Tumbled,  as did Alice, down the rabbit hole
Drifted, like an Autumn leaf blown...

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Take your halcyon moment, have your blissful jaunt
Explore the northern hills and rivers, their helix flaunts
From zigzag paths of the south, from verdant plains of...

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There’s a line of flapping, red-starred flags,
they wag their rags, as dogs wag their tails,
when the master’s home;

and the summer wind  taunts their linen
crease;...

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Sleep, my love, near placid waters
Under a pale moon that lights the way,
Mosquitos resound their ranks to attack 
A humble cottage where you and I...

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The Sinai Rose finch, oblivious to the commotion in the nearby city, busily gathered dry grass and floral fodder to repair her nest, disturbed by...

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How do I start retirement? With grandsons galore, cooking and cleaning, barrel of fun, and a runway to the twin cities. What’s next, you ask,...

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Knock, Knock!
Who is it that goes there,
It is me; I am in your air,
And a deep root we share.

Knock, Knock!
What on Earth do you want?
It...

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My steady eyes observe a jay
lodge against the fissure of night
To  glide at morn, its rebellious cruise
as plumy wings reach hills and skies, and...

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“Love is a power so strong, yet if compressed without
 outlet, it is as good as stagnant waters"---by poet


 As we roamed under the star...

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