Best Palming Poems

I. Sighting

I saw you  
through refracted light-  
a prism of chance  
splitting ordinary into spectrum.  
Wind-tangled hair  
terra cotta and rosemary beneath your nails  
the scent of soil and citrus on your skin.  
You carried mysteries-living things ...

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i sip those coffee irises
which beckon my core
sans a resounding wave
or bawdy utterance

the strong, robust urge
a breathless yearning
i stir that drink
with a flirtatious cream

i lean into his cup
the grind of healthy soil
a tasty, deep, romantic bean
those eyes ~ my twinge

a loving cup
pours into every kiss
the...

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Here I am
Base of spine enmeshed with
earth ruddy like my cheeks and
bloodshot eyes
feet--firmly planted
take root where home is,

where nourishment, like a crimson bag of waters, is.
Humble, for my 
somatic vessel has its origins
on this very orb Gravity has pinned me to,
like an amanita to forest...

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Gym lights take a little while to run
Flickers, bickers with itself
Fade on
Nightly, he lays, contemplating
The escape of his talent
When did it happen
While I run my manicure on his scalp
Attempting to purge anxiety 
He always said 
The Gym, Mami, it's always artic and bleak first thing
But...

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Peter Piper pickin peppers
Pick your pockets 
Potential profits
Purely pleasure
Plan on passin on, Puttin  all
Personal belongings 
In your purses or wallet
Because peter's plottin,
Poppin up practicly anywhere 
Presidential pluckins possible
He's a professional 
At peak performance
Nope no police department's
Pieced it all together 
Or ever seen em processed 
Or...

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NAUTICAL

a gale of tidal
nautical waves
nourish the shoal
hand palming moist
 as wet sands drain 
lungs fill with the
beauty of usage
swallowing it in
throat soaked 
spheres float above
discreetly    quietly
nonentity upstarts
avoid nautical
aquanimity
blind to sea
blind to see
clarity
of mind



© Kim van Breda—19 October 2015...

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Pretty face let me touch you
Warm hands of experience...
Serving the holy triangle, 
Times rhythms expire...fire...desire, 
words re-molded a man to a higher --
transcendent fashionable sculpture. 
Bleeding clocks timing joy...
Crooked judgements shedding voidance, 
In the arms of such resistance...avoidance
Breaths apart, fumes melt the walls
Play reality howlong...

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I am fret-less,
in a fingers slide
palming the sublime 


a lost cord
the first guide 
on my journey
I was yanked  
into destiny’s
embrace 


alien phantastic 
orphaned to never 
and bound 
on the loom 
of fate


I kiss sleep from 
your mouth
and bathe 
in dreams 
of you  


I...

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Oh you peel the rind
from me
in the gentlest manner
and it falls away 
in fleshy strips 
of bitter 
citrine madness
where calloused there
in orange despair 
it wrapped
a fancied ripeness
your agile hands
palming round
separate each wedge 
I’d planned
with a tender tearing
sound 
and in your mouth
I am the sun...

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Honesty blankets the sour taste left
That positions itself between conscience
To the right of promise beside honor
Behind targets farther from wonder and grace
Closer to our faith we fail to act on.

Remembering that we are dust...

A sour taste face frowns like what we meant
But our meaning sits...

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THE ALMONDS INCIDENT

We got back from our power walk
about an hour ago
After changing clothes, she sat on the
sofa with a fizzy juice cocktail and her
novel of the week
Remaining in the kitchen, I brought out
a bag of roasted and salted almonds to 
enjoy with my own...

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A crescent river bend
Exiting from bathroom
Perhaps to set a trend
As nude as a fresh bloom
Down the dancing stairs


Did she leave her gown
In a room downstairs
She is looking like a chair
Bending her head down
Palms close to wet hair


Sensuous sunbeam
Can't keep contained 
Fondles the cup rim
Tide in...

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Body in yoga positions unyielding
Sun light in angles to play with the eyes
Nimble lit fingers are all concentrating
waiting for brain-waves to signal, advise
all for the loosing of splinters
Caught from the deck in an afternoon bathe
Right at the moment of consummate melt
Didn't get up 'till the...

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Valentine’s straddling bikes, hiking it to the mall.
Youthful and carefree; passing trees in revelry 
as the sun plays peekaboo through its leaves.

Half a heart, each. Each pounding the busy streets.
A flirty wind blows her hair; his face valentine-red.
Her curves, pumping pedals. His handlebar smiles.

It’s a...

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A - rresting beneath dancing fingered fronds palming zephyr's touch.
B - each building sand castles throughout dawning sunlight.
C - rumbling granules of fate in the noonday sun.
D - esigns creating a new look ashore.
E - diting newly fallen sands.
F - ace swells and thins between...

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