Best Noun Poems

A melancholy of poets
A suffering of poets
A torment of poets
A provoking thought of poets

An expression of poets
An inspiration of poets

A rhyme of poets
A verse of...

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Dream-worker 
delves deeply into my dream;

vibrations fondle anticipation
foreplay wakes wide-eyed 
swells of liquid libido quake the rendezvous edge -
a primordial being in his prime
a masculine...

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Note:
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Percy_Bysshe_Shelley
Percy Bysshe Shelley,  Born 4 August 1792
Horsham, Sussex, England[1]
Died , 8 July 1822 (aged 29)
Gulf of La Spezia, Kingdom of Sardinia (now Italy)
Occupation	Poet, dramatist,...

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"COMMUNION"



You speak to me in tongues
I  hear you with my heart
I feel you with my mind
Like a Spring bloom, I am slowly unfurling
Like a...

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Oh, Nature’s spree, your artistic scene exceeds!
Quaint the plash of paints upon the frilly bloom  
hued with sunrise splash in skies as night recedes,...

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O' Cenobite, Dar'est Thy Soul Await

Alas! By what right is such assailing
amidst uproar, then half-truths a'telling
Does not morn gift upon grass falling dew
yet truth perseveres...

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“Forget the injuries, never forget kindness” ~ Confucious

 To the faceless names I’ve phased, 
forgive the silent sunsets, frozen in time, 
  and remember...

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In the beginning was the word
Before that, no noun, no thing
Then no sound was ever heard
And no passing bell would ring

So therefore no adjective was...

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Find it  in an anagram,its a name of French descent
It has four vowels in it,and is a long nine letter word.
The main noun starts...

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"Snowflakes Melting before the Diadem"

Winter is coming
and what then?
the dreams frozen 
snowflakes falling
we succomb 
tongues out waiting 
for manna, 
pills swallowed
for the diadem
needles of pine
instead...

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Soft flurries of affection
find my eyes lost in the prism
of the beauty that engulfs my world,

for to inhale is to fall into
the scent of sweet...

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writers

p u r s u e

verbosity

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readers

d e s i r e

brevity

[Brevette form]
The Brevette, created by Emily Romano consists of a subject (noun), verb, and object...

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fo'c·'sle    /'fohksel/  noun  deriv: forecastle
      1. the forward part of a ship below the deck,...

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Happiness is scattering herbs of kindness,
   watering weathered willows in the wilderness.

Happiness is following lavender streaks of twilight~
  gliding across cerulean skies,...

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“Tamam Shud”



Handsome comes
as handsome goes

forgotten
not missed

lies waiting 
intestate 

a code
undeciphered 

Mystery in the end - 
far more interesting 

answers calling
something whispers:

"Death -
open gate ...

Come in"

(LadyLabyrinth...

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