Best Juices Poems

Gliding through her soft blue skies...
Her pink pillows; perfumed, in pastel cries....

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A wagon wheel in a sunset is never content with wearing a dress for it is quite partial to jumpers when it is eighty-three degrees Celsius. Excommunicated meal worms in favourite displays of rancid carious carnivals. But should a bee bark its time to touch...

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Juices are flowing
Like fine red wine
Wetting my appetite
A shower of rhyme

A storm of ideas
Rain down on me
Quenching my zeal
A creative sea

Rivers of words
Relieve my thirst
Drowning in pools
Of eloquent verse

Flooding my soul
With waters so deep
Filling my reservoir
Vast oceans to reap

Juices are flowing
Like fine red wine
Wet with...

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I love how the moon look in the sky,
it is clear in the crystal rain,
I love how the two different moons, look,
that I described it/they are in the sky,
it appear in the night sky,
when it starts to show, and to appear,
it move around in the...

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Small sour waits for ripening sun,
soaking up warm rays 'til plum
coloured sweet upon the tongue.

Plum coloured sweet upon the tongue
merry mixed with old and young
naked feet, then danced upon.

Young naked feet then danced upon
sweetness ripened by the sun.
Loaded juices run and run.

Sun loaded juices run...

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Creative Juices
   

My creative juices aren’t flowing right now,
I wish I could start them, but I don’t know how.
Words and rhymes are hard to find,
As if their lost in the back of my mind.
Come out; come out, wherever you are,
This I wish upon...

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I have learned
to say more with less:
not that my works are noticeably
shorter—though, Lord knows
I try! But when creative juices
are flowing, my pen lifted by
currents, swept away, leaving
no rivers their banks unmarked, nor seas 
their coasts without edit, writing is   
a trans-formative force….

I think...

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 sweet is the nectar 
chosen you are a flower
 milkweed and aster
~
 favorite blossom
 preference "bee" popular 
pollinated plants
~
borage bee come in
 inside me lick access my
 nectar juices source
~
daisies water me
my patient honey bee year
round my coneflower
~
provide juice for me
ahh! the butterfly and...

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Daisy bugs and butterfly juices
Garden magic.      Lemon deuces.
Fresh rose petals all around.  
Fat finger curls so sassy and sound.
Black patent leather shoes
Spit and polished.
Here is the news.  
60’s are dead.  70’s are gone.
80’s retro.  90’s a...

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Everyone’s creative juices,
Tucked away inside,
Might show up at different times
Or always seem to hide.

For I believe that each of us
Is capable enough
To use his talents to produce
Some quite amazing stuff.

No matter what the outlet – 
Be it crafts or words or art,
Maybe food or sport...

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Drowning in my own angry juices
Killing myself not so softly 
Because she has hurt my feelings again
Because she is selfish and it makes me sad

Letting unkind thoughts consume me
Drowning myself with rage, which is helping me not
I teach people not to do this, daily
And yet...

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She says this vape tastes more like coconuts and chemicals.
I personally found it to taste like fruit from the tropicals.
Now the hazelnut vape stick is part of my personals....

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As Hard As Rock by Nina Dalin 14th May 2019 - Sexual Comedy

And John said
“Olegs cock is as hard as rock ?When Monica Miguel enters the room”?
He approaches her without realisation?
That His cock is sticking out far vertically out from his shorts
?It’s much longer than...

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thats why
thats why honey!
you know thats why
cause 
i didn't understand
what you were conveying
thats why
thats why baby
that why
i still want you
as my woman
thats why!

speak it undefined
to make mention
maybe people will
pay attention
really I know
and so do others
find it in your self
for us to
still be lovers
that's why
I din't...

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the first drops of rain
carried music to my ears
it got me inspired

let my creative juices flow
I wrote down my first poem
...

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