Best Peeks Poems

Long slender tendril of mist in the morning
snakes slowly across the cool water, wandering,
endlessly,
searching, moving slowly, seemingly without purpose,
without direction, without destination.
It fades like a...

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Tears for a Mother
Fears for a Father gone
Fate deals an unfair hand
The door to youthful joy closing
on adolescent shoulders imposing
grown up responsibilities instead

Eyes sadly deprived...

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It has been ages since the laughter died, which was many suns ago,
Soon swept away by fleeting time, like the brief giggle of a rainbow.

My...

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Twilight crimson in motifs gold
Paints eve’s horizon ruby bold
Where autumnal dreams unfold

As saffron vistas waltz to please
Amethyst winds quiver in breeze
Falling leaves of gamboge trees

Stars...

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cob swan and I have met here many times
    as heaven's hem is melting, pink and peach
     ...

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Intoxicate me, Autumn, I implore
you! Fall upon me amber as in times
your splendor greeted me outside my door,
enthralling me, inspiring me with rhymes.

Annoint me, Autumn,...

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"By the sea, all worries wash away" 
(Saw this quote on a sign in my doctor office and I loved it.)

Since by the sea, all...

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It's so dark outside, my eyes can't distinguish where sand meets water. Somehow, dusk has come and gone, plunging the evening into darkness. 
 
But...

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In a crystal vase, a flower bouquet I arrayed:
 
Iris flowers purple, yellow on its outer edge

Interlaced with a layer of tulips burgundy-red

Beholden to support...

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My butt crack 
Is quite a split 
It supports the rest of me 
when I sit 
you thought I was gonna say something else didn't...

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A young man leads his girlfriend to a tree
one sultry summer eve as night is looming.
the branches of the old oak form a canopy
under which...

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Sunday Morning
I try not to wake him, though he stirs slightly
As I crawl out from the warmth of the covers.
I'm tempted to change my mind,...

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Bluebells in chime are shadows in training,
beech trees rising in a sheltering sky.
Sunlight peeks through, the merest of raining,
to guide the mauve buds to darkness...

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Withered memories invigorate, rekindling rhythm of heart,
Grabbing hold of me to retrieve elation of forgotten past
Throbbing in enchantment, treasured memoirs now impart,
Where decaying house stands,...

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It's just August and I can't wait
to ramble with you through the countryside
that sparkles in a fresh glossy green cover;
After long spells of rain, the...

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