Best Overgrowing Poems

"Aurora Spills"


Aurora spills like a waterfall
light from the eyes 
saltwater tears
crocodilian
scaled in the weight of worth
a drop in the ocean of fate
breaks the seaweed fields of stories 
they wave her in 
rippling time away
fingertips dance mesmerising
the stinging strangers
wrapped around her legs
treading water in deep 
infested...

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A scarlet tanager sits primly on the rail
Of the new fence erected near the meadow,
He eyes me stroll as I take in every detail
The path to the woodland is rather narrow,

Infrequently used, it is rapidly overgrowing
I am brushing against the yellow yarrow,
As hottest of summer...

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Of you, this my journey 

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Wide eyed illusions
of spring flower wishes
With maple trees dotting
the land that I seek

Open and lonely
I stroll through the valleys
Where grasshoppers sing
and the whisperers speak

Spaces between us
with fields overgrowing
And highways of asphalt
as long as the sky

Dreaming of visions
I’ve found in your...

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The meadow has come alive with sight and sound
As I go through the gate, I hear buzzing all around,
The bees are busy working on milkweed flower
Waist-high daylilies and coral honeysuckles tower,
Enticing a few hummingbirds into the crowded field
I snap a piece of sassafras which is...

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Autumn's breath is swiftly blowing
Trees and branches gently bowing
Leaves of red and yellow strowing
Over streets and gardens going

Leaves are turning, tumbling, showing
Autumn's breath is swiftly blowing
Orange and golden brightly glowing
Twirling, pausing, down they're flowing

Paths and fences overgrowing
Forest, field, and town o'erflowing
Autumn's breath is swiftly blowing
Vivid...

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Dear Grandpa,

Are you aware that you can still get social security income if you act now?
Did you know that Capital One and Visa want to give you credit cards?
Magazines offering tractor and farm equipment deals, building up on my table.
There's an old farm hat in...

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But Never Forget

Stoned out his lonely mind and drunk on booze and oblivion he headed straight 
into memorial abandon doomed and entombed smashed forgotten and lost forever

He once was Jack but his friends called him Daniel or Beam a proper lad walking
the tight rope which...

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Memories shift through generations; pictures yellow, fray across the currents of time, worn and torn. Hushed stories talk about a life taken away too early, bone fragments in the mud, saltwater graves and grappling vines overgrowing some jungle island with a strange sounding name. ...

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While in a gloomy dream of loss
With not a single smile or cheer,
My heart bearing a heavy cross,
My mind overgrowing with fear,

A radiant shine I saw amidst 
My darkest, deepest sea of tears,
Calling out to me as if 
It had a knowledge of my fears.

Oh,...

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Lone baby craving forgotten plays
Without holidays your aching days
A distant uninspired walker pays
While others will not see your dismays

Cardboards covering and biting fasting
Local shops can’t say when this was starting
In search of the desired and vital alms 
A pallid hand cannot grasp desired calms

Your suffering...

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Go ahead just tear me apart inside…giving me no way to reside. 
I dare you, hurt me one more time.
There are times I wish you would never exist. 
You’re the overgrowing cyst. Just won’t go away.
 Your words are cruel and harsh to my heart;...

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Winds a-blowing, graves are bending to the colour grey,
Leaves are dancing; light is dimming on the names of dead,
Yours amongst them sharply screaming name of love we had,
Empty graveyard I found sleeping on its own decay.

Flowers long gone, warms are crawling, moss met old gravestones,
Ivy...

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At the edge of the Thar desert,
the reposed stilled sands sculpted
petrified waves of old dunes buried 
in the carved rocky pediment 
of the rolling train of the Aravalli hills.
The contorted contours configuring
the undulating landscape topography
shaped the cradle of this ancient city.

The archaic forts on the...

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Coiled up for winter slumber it had rested the budding pledge

Soil still moist the promise is waiting for blossoms and sedge

To give host to migrating birds returning from busy regeneration

A miracle planted by knowing creation and heartwarming sensation


Swallows circle over hedges filled with daffodils and...

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A rose once grew strong and tall
sheltered from the elements by a garden wall
and as the days went swiftly by
the rose grew stronger reaching for the light
one day a beam shone through and sealed shut again
masking our sorrow and overgrowing pain
a new day begins and...

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