Best Nonchalant Poems

I sit alone as evening claims the day,
with common crow my only confidant.
I watch the sun sink slowly in the bay
while musing life and love...

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Mindful  

Startled out of nonchalant light,
Wakefulness stands at attention
Ignited flame from the eternal candle,
Energized vigil of the watchman
At the soul’s dawning daybreak
Tingling in the...

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so look at us, the princess and her fool
          this painted jester - just a silly...

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From a distant village, where forest lining the edges, where nature dancing with wild rhythms, where human existence have usual conflicts with minacious wild life,...

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Living in a realm where 
the air seems to 
be still as stone,
invisible, like a 
ghost of a rose, 
translucent and frozen in 
time of...

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Write !


Some madness banter of insanity
is pulling at my thoughts
spilling effulgent
in giant verbs and huge marching nouns
collecting snippets as it walks
stomping on flowers
and mushing liquid...

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He's staring off into oblivion;
dead-lights, who of their own free will choose to illuminate
the gray matter microwave that is TV:
too vain, too vulgar. Thought Vanquisher,
brought...

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In my vantage-point the vast oceans are warming,
The sea levels are rising, while today is melting,
Cracking thick ice-shields crowning Artic, Antarctic
And ferocious intensity is churning...

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Humble heart naked like a winter tree,
yearns for seasons to remain evergreen.
Furtive eyes have disturbed this reverie,
soul stands still like nonchalant figurine. 

Walking away to...

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Standing at the easel of life a portrait of a man so much in love with that to tempt the mood, 
unable to caress his...

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Humble this moment under skies of grey
Reading poems of furtive words wrote with you,
Contemplating where you are now this day
With an ascetic mind of times...

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I’ve been raptured by the ecstasy of our bliss.
A peerless and unique love shared with affection
and to think it all started with one longing kiss,
giving...

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In her twilight years, Pixie Dust, a soul so like my own.

Jeanne McGee heart hears the waves of poems that live beyond every gate.

After the...

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in my yard stands a tree
lone like a hermit, regal like a monarch
its roots dug deep
its branches touching the heavens
peeking behind the skies veil
sometimes its...

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Honestly, I feel I am a grown-up child
I express my feelings intense or mild
As and when they take birth, never concealing
Not allowing them to settle,...

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