Best Oscillates Poems

Maple trees adorn yellow and orange blaze 
Colorful vistas dance singing nature's praise
Crispy cooler days embellish in colorful ways

Brighter moon reigns over twilight's dull haze
Canvas of falling leaves oscillates in sun's rays
Colorful vistas dance singing nature's praise

Sunset orange and red sets evening-sky ablaze
Distant stars glitter...

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A  is for Antenna

A  is for Antenna, the two-in-one, receiving in and transmitting away.
B  is for Broadband, to fire away on the high speed  digital highway.
C  is for Current, what a beauty, it is all but  free- electron- flow.
D...

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I do not wish to keep you small
Within a tiny vest pocket
You my dear
You reside within the chambers of my heart
A place so large God's spirit lives here

You walk through the archways of my mind
Whispering sweet sounds to my inner ear
Your essence oscillates through my...

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‘Sankofa’ In 'Safranbolu'

This bird from Ghana’s legends flies forward looking backward
                      In the Twi language twinned with indigenous souls and wisdom
the feathered friend suggests...

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28th &29th March 2012. 

Sandy saunter through virgin sands,
The trudging pathways lead me to beach lands.
Cam a red nude peeped under a Mac,
Slight drizzle from the clouds, into the coco nut grove I move, on the hammock to lie aback.

Blue carpets waves silently lie await...

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Somewhere between the Poseidon and Azure
Is his double shaded blue that always allures;
Between the lush and chrome, green hues
That glow in layers of velvet like necklace;
With rufous brown tail feathers and long neck
With strong twig like legs which are too thick
And with the slender body...

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( On the eternal non-sequitur of Prose Poetry )



The mess on the passenger side floor of my dodge van is prose... or poetry?
The battle rages!
Are we dialectical heirs, or hairs?

"The cross or the cross hairs". Carrol said that.

"He was awake a long time before he...

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Across the globe, music ascends—a universal zephyr,
Bridging cultures in harmonious yearning;
Chords converge from Andes to the Zangezur, xenharmonic,
Dulcet tones of a duduk—in the air, they whisper.

Every note—an echo of humanity's vibration,
From flamenco's fire to the finesse of a cello's undulation;
Gamelan's gongs—a gamut of sounds' timbre,
Harmonium's...

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When someone admires someone-
When the words of admiration-
And the sense of praise-
Are real one-
Without lies-
It oscillates a wave-
A wave of unseen effect-
Then there I say-
I feel shy-
(sami)...

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Chubby cream grubby against white ice
      Hungry somewhat clumsy polar bear heist
      Hopefully loping over to an asylum of seals
      Tusked beasts bound to become tasty meals
   ...

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Love lost



Lights all over yet darkest sight, 
Betrayal is such a worst plight,
Flaring an emotional flow,
Life oscillates on stormy tide,
Rationale sways passion aside,
Lost respect for life and the glow,
Lights all over yet darkest sight,
Betrayal is such a worst plight,

Lost is the beat lost is the...

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Invincible

Love
Overcomes
Vacancy
Everlasting

Yearning
Oscillates
Understanding

Heidi Sands


10/4/19

Placed 2nd in the three word acrostic poetry contest....

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The wheel of time churns the disowned dust,
settling on the desolate shore of deranged life,
in the tidal moments of dispersed perturbation
truth oscillates beyond clutch in chasm of chaos. 

Within the destined flux of dismantling disorder
everything succumbs to change except change,
where the alchemy of accosted metamorphosis
creates...

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Betrayed 
I see a feeble fire dancing in the night
Glimmering and struggling against the darkness
 A sour ash smell fills my nose as I stare at the crimson flames
My eyes burn from the fuse of air and smoke that swirls around my face
The fire cackles...

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A loaded pistol,
With youthful courage till yesteryear;
Now lies naked and dormant,
And Is found to be lifeless and dead.
Somewhere, buried in my Junkyard,
Playfully tested till now in all arms to shame;
As it shyly, blushes and whispers to admit,
Murmuring its helplessness into my ears.

Ooh! My Childhood friend,
It...

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