Best Paling Poems

I rise when gilded starlight still replete the skies
Never have I beckoned hours of abstruse sleeping
I hear elegiac trills as a lone nightingale cries,
evoking memories...

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Shifting haze, so slowly trailing
Through wood and field, now veiling
Melancholy skies, holding back the tears
With wild geese flying to meet other years.
Flames of crimson torches...

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Dawn's new light
bursts forth from pillowed dreams
in  bubbling  chatter of  birds  and bees
breezing by morning glories in praise of first sky.
As...

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With melancholic fortitude
   I suffer Summer's threadbare wane
 Though just a stitch of Autumn's gown
Shows through these tepid, shorter days
   ...

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Your loosened hair 
Gleaming in the benign sun
Roses in our blood inhale dense air
Decking up before departure has begun 
The green is paling one by...

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it is cold and the flowers are dying
becoming withered memories
leaves are drifting and rain is falling
and the river flows like a stream of glass
the...

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The day has been too long.
The promise of a scented dawn
Lost its fulfilment in the dazzling brilliance
Of a hot, bright sun
And the tingle of a...

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Oh, this impish ill!
this mystic flock of ever-roaming pain;
You now possess fully
my body and my life.
I am at your full attention and mercy;
Do you not...

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Blue petals of a forget-me-not
juxtapose a white marble headstone,
and weighing heavy upon my heart
I play my violin all alone.

Looking out of place on the white...

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Spring arrived, softer than the paling dawn
Wildflowers flourished across verdant hills
Bees were swarming, lush grass covered my lawn 
in the season of splendor, as God...

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‘Twas a grey november morning
When I climbed outside my window
To see my breath like dragon’s smoke
Swirl and dance away.
‘Twas bitter cold 
That autumn day,
And sickly...

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I would like to know a woman well again.
And for her to know me just as well.
Each of us to  know the other
honestly, completely,...

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Is there danger in the glow of the campfire?
In the strangers words not understood in the night?
Watch the drover move the mob before the morning...

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paling sunlight dips
  beneath the shimmering sea ~
    pearl moon on the rise...

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I came out screaming from the womb
No I am not a malcontent, I innocent
Was slapped upon my nakedness. Gloom
Was the first thing I grasp, a...

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