Best Moths Poems

In the narrow margin between life and death,
I feel as I'm walking a tightrope - but balancing.
I'm a portrayal of metaphors, 
illuminating like spring's moon,
who...

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Enroling  you a worm (cumbersome and)
hairy, you- scimitar of leaves
Knows the pain ,writhing pupae
Abandoned and convicted
Constricted hanging straightjacket
Squirming like a jackrabbit
Gagged nocturnally - ...

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Nature's Glory
As a quarry?
Alone and at peace
A life, a new lease
I pull up a piece...

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Oh dreamy lass of fragrant wiles,
            a parasol of white unfurled..
your bloom beguiles her...

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"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...

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They say it's a time to slip in the mud, and begin anew.
Kick off the dust of yester ...
      and...

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Lingering rays of sunlight slowly die
as scarlet burns the sky, where clouds ignite.
And while the birds roost, bats begin to fly,
capturing elusive moths in mid-flight.
Luna...

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i never wonder why i love you
why animals can migrate with no map 
why do some moths as well as butterflies
able to choose wings up...

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My distant spirit is dying, 
disheartened, disintegrating and self deprecating.
Defenceless, as hope disappears,
emotionally shipwrecked in deep waters,
yet to be discovered. 

In the sadness of sentimental...

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I crossed my legs but there was a flood
Blushing red I hope folks understood
But my waters had burst
And the baby's my first
Guess I'm ready to...

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Beneath the hum of porch light
You caress my fragrant skin,
While these eyes undress a gaze 
Deepening breaths to ignite.

As we move like moistened curves,
From a...

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"Dream 1: 4 Weeks in Positano"



Kisses long linger warm lips tasted intense
so sweet like cured Valencia Oranges
lips liquored triple sec not dry drunk on love
softly...

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HANGING BY A THREAD - COLLABORATION WITH DARREN WHITE

I felt my life hanging by a thread
The tip of your sword piercing my heart
My mind screamed...

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Do come, my love, for I insist!
Within the darkest crevices of time, we fight, we cry, I die
As vision gives us knowledge, we descend farther...

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A red sun slip-slides down blue skies and sets,
as clouds of pink and scarlet pave the way.
And the night gets wrapped in a black silk...

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