Best Perishes Poems

When life becomes confusing,
my only saviour is my 
simple musing.

Susurration of sighs,
reflect sands of time,
like an unbalanced hourglass.

As words lose 
innocent connotations

i drift into my
silent reverie.

Wild fires no longer rage,
rain perishes like a drought

who knows what winds may come and go.

Motionless mind agrees to a...

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The difference between good poetry
and great poetry – not a concentration
of words and phrases, nor meter
and rhyme...but the source, that gives
longevity its immortal time – 
It is where we begin, how we learn,
and, therefore see: it is the difference
between, those who came before,
and those who...

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When life becomes confusing,
my only saviour is my
simple musing.

Twilight shimmers in orange,
red clouds float above,
preparing for blood rain.

Lost to ponder,
I contemplate and wonder
why the symphonic sky
showcases shadows of ghosts

as a
susurration of sighs,
reflect sands of time,
like an unbalanced hourglass.

As words lose
innocent connotations
I find no use for...

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death can never cease to exist
what lives in my every moment
the softness within her eyes
a light brush of a hand
taking my breath away
lips as doves landing
upon mine
a smile bequeathing me purest of joy
become eyes shuttered in ecstasy
death cannot take away
what heaven will return to me
for...

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Weep with me winter morning
Sing for me a solemn tune
Dance for me winter morning 
Tell me a story before noon

Crack
Crack
Bang

A crashing tree limb pulled me breathlessly from my freezing bed.
White morning stares viciously in my face, 
Lingering snow and rain turned everything into hardened ice.
Nude...

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Vainly Built Fires

Was it best that we demanded far too much?
Quiet corner to count our blessed days
Or waste away long childish hours and such
like still winds whipping across open bays.

Finding time, the enemy we all feared
We raced along hoping it would not come
Children their bawling...

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From dry wooden cracks
Seeps the elixir of life
Oozing out of its earthy shell
It crawls upon the outer walls
Of its once eternal prison

It flows and covers
Encompasses and drowns all
Preserving death within its clarity
All else seems insignificant and weak
Thus it perishes before the creeping nectar from within

The...

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A ghastly cadaver drops, for whose noble sake?
To ravish the grandeur of wildlife
In the thud of night; to mangle
Mother Earth's gift and its life's intent
Where each tender beast moves in a flow
Linking a primal, fond tie with nature’s deities…
But the affinity with innocent children, its...

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I lie awake, hearing the wind
Winter, that coils in the breast of night
Glides in from the fields, 
Eerie sounds through window sills
When night, soon perishes into dawn
A morning, slender and pale
Still dark with shadowed swill
Reveals such hapless sight
The wretched carpet, rubble and plight
Like broken wings...

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The night falls in a heavy, suffocating cloak.
The light for which I lust for flares once, 
Then dies, swallowed by the abyss.
All hope perishes,
My heart beats no more.
How could you not understand,
My dark thoughts surround me, crying.
Save me from myself....

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This is my modern English translation of Paul Valéry's poem “Le cimetière marin” (“The graveyard by the sea”). Valéry was buried in the seaside cemetery evoked in his best-known poem. From the vantage of the cemetery, the tombs seemed to “support” a sea-ceiling dotted with...

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Bold, wide, and gently rolling or narrow, crisp, and clear, 
rushing over bedrock. Broad shouldered to carry the burden
of the depths, or lithe and athletic, coursing swiftly down a
stream. Men stand and gaze transfixed by the timeless
rippling and unfolding of your waters.

The Rivers

Provider of food...

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Out Of Water

Eternal suffering
Fresh cleansing rain,
regain
Harmonic smells so wonderful,
restores impressions in your mind of ocean shores

Rainbows of prism refracting,
colors that are spellbinding
red, orange, yellow, green, blue, Indigo, violet
mixtures mystifier of lights and shadows aver

Cleansing the air,
beautify and reign over azure suggestive buttermilk sky

Green crisp canopies...

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The streets have become lonely
Days have gone quieter
Gone are the days when kids would play until dusk
With joyful sounds that rejoiced their mothers and fathers
Distancing themselves from substance abuse.

Our generation is lost
Our schools have been abandoned
Our homes are desolate
Substance abuse rules our nation.

We weep for...

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Love
measures all
that becomes worthwhile 
in
this crazy
ever changing life 
Without truth, love perishes,
even regret can fail to change this,
so,
protect truth,
elevate its full glory
Celebrate the purpose of your life
even when this purpose is not clear to you
Search for the meaning in daily pursuits that guide you,
achieve a...

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