Best Lilt Poems

Wan is the hiemal world outdoors, 
The biting breeze blows bitter,  
like a blizzard building in momentum, 
Cold creeps in through the closed windows,
But his harmonic heart is happy and warm, 
touched by tantalizing tingles of tender tunes. 

~ silent violins play violet symphonies...

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Oh Syracuse, Syracuse,
A bright star born to you.
This genius of three was touched by a muse.
Pi, levers, bringing a king great mirth;
With his brilliance this man moved the earth.

Oh goddess of the moon,
Indelible event!
Your festival doth give cause to swoon.
Circles, a shadow, slain dead in...

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I see 3 little birds
landing softly
on the bird feeder

and it’s hard 
not to hear
a gentle reggae lilt
in the background....

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A voice is heard best
When it has a slight lilt of
Ireland upon it
...

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Luck 'tis said lies bobbling in Guinness head
The more you savor, the more luck you spread
With songs, banter, tales and jokes
Better done by Irish folks
Born to lilt a story, laughter inbred....

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you
dear
should be
confident
with your chaste beauty
not tell a suitor it's phooey
you simply have an air around you that's amazing
allure presents it's finest hour
purely unrivaled
confirm that
would you
girl
                    ...

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A GARDENERS DAY
~~~~~~~~~~~~~

A gardener's day starts at dawn, their hobby.
To feed the birds and water plants,
and perhaps a chat with the local Bobby?
Then exterminate some red ants.

To feed the birds and water plants, plus weeding.
Check greenhouse temperatures right.
What weeds were pulled composted if the needing?
Then...

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The river kicks up its heels in swinging sway and lilt.
Winding downstream in a sinuous snaking stream bed it built
By eroding outer bends, building up its inner bends with silt
Defying the straight and easy path, which like a flippant lover it jilt...

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Here is a cacophony, voice from inside
All alone in a new place, a goodbye to riverside

Here comes the change, farewell to my old days
Mediocre girl,so halcyon, a new place to stay

Inexorable,I go hustle -bustle,
Ineffable, scared for a new way
Well I do remember Rome was not...

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My true love was not mine.
Can not reveal, 
her name. Her love, divine!
True love for real!

We kiss in our dreams.
We made a vow
that one day to seal seams.
We did, and wow!

He split, my dream came true,
our dream, bliss!
Still, wonder if he knew?
She? Still my miss.

For...

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OH THAT LILT

Memory has erased my every word.
Yet yours are indelible; 
Every word, every inflection, every lilt 
Oh, that lilt, invading my sleepless nights.

7th November 2021
Taken from "Our Oak"
Liberum Diversa 8 Poetry Contest
Sponsor - Gregory Richard Barden...

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>center>I LIKE THE LILT OF THAT

Us …..I like the lilt of that. 

Us! 

For so long it was only me 

Just me. 

And I hate the feel of that. 

But then, from out of the blue, 

Came you. 

We …. I like that too. 

I...

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no sound
in a cascade of nerves

submerged
amid a myriad of silences

a serpentine fold
slices through the viscera

and a breath
of phosphor
burns
in the chest’s hollow

a crawling rhythm
of an aborted name
shapeless

a lunar longing
locks into the bones
among the remnants
of a collapsed nebula

I do not heal
I do not return
I am
flesh that refuses...

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   in his sunset years he daily 
traversed a mile to smile
waiting  
             w a t c h i n g 

A L E R T

the lilt of phantomic voice...

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