Best Orbs Poems

Darkness in illumination
What is this that strides before me
Ah!, Helium Orbs, Earth is saved!



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James Andrew Fraser
Helium Orbs
January 3rd, year of 2015...

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Eyes are just orbs that shimmer colors of the soul they are owned by.

The hazel orbs of great pain stare me down,
finding me easy prey to the love craved.
Fallen to dismay, the orbs have me bound;
any hope lost for myself being saved.

Trapped in my own...

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frosted orbs
negligee ice
the taste of love...

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As the clock winds down on another day
  it 'dawns on me,' I'm a mechanical slave

The sun went down, moon and stars came out
  from heavenly orbs, night and day sprout...

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Blue faced Jay Woman is juggling ocean orbs unknown to man
She will plunk them into appropriate points in the sea of Dill
But for now, she is mixing them up as well as she possibly can
Inside the orbs are healing plants for the sharks, dolphins and...

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According to a 1975 article published in Winnipeg Press, those 3 stones, found in Eastern Townships of Quebec, serve as evidence that Phoenicians embarked on a treacherous sail across the Atlantic, reaching North America well over 2,500 years ago.
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He wore a purple dyed robe and...

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My love, your eyes reflect the stars in radiant array;
  those eyes that glimmer like the moon and make my night like day.
But when those eyes reflect the sun, it may be time you learned
  to put on your sunglasses, dear, my headache...

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Your eyes are like never ending orbs of love,
They take in everything but give nothing,
 The look you gave me,
On that random afternoon,
Told me nothing would be the same.
After I lost you, the love of my life,
Nothing was ever the same!
Everything, died that was yours,
The...

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As we sit at this cafe. 
The shadows contorting objects in a warped
sense of comedy. 
I sip back on a particularly satisfying mocha. 
Take it all in. 
Listening to the crickets get frantic in a nearby creek. 
One of them must have played in the...

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In 
 Motion 
 Angels aren't 
 Grounded or seen 
 Elle 

Orbs 
 Retreat 
 Beckoning 
 Each one of us 
 Snap !


March 21, 2019...

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ethereal country air 
mysticism is afoot
I sense the orbs 
procure my camera
feel led to the fence post
fog does not disappoint...

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Words silent turn at the melodic tunes
Oozing from the lush lilts of your eyes;
Telling of stung lover’s anthems warm,
Of the rapt poet whose scribbling dies. 

Windows into realms old lyricists laud,
Whereon Love and Truth twain thrive;
Each by doubtful duplicities unscarred,
Unsullied by decays of greediest drive....

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What to photograph first?
My yard is a haven for every color of flower.
There are mushrooms, and worn out stumps, and renegade violets.
There is Queen Anne’s lace, and prairie golden rod, and honeysuckle.
There are tiny red berries, and there is moss of the greenest green.
The sky...

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The wind brushes her red mane wild and untamed, lifting her gown
A trance sweeps and sways her figure while bright orbs surround her
Transported to other realms where forestry scenes blend far away 
A wistful lean body revealed thru a sheer dress, she is lifted into...

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Most rigorous astrology can hardly divine
Why flamy galactic orbs often burning fall; 
Or the calm pull behind shiniest meteorites'
Hurtling lower from their neat nestlings tall. 

I own that apt eyes as of the lauded Magi may
From starry ciphers tap signs of a coming day; 
Yet...

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