Best Picturesque Poems

Her persona is like 
a portrait 
   of picturesque perfection,
embalmed in 
  bittersweet lavender, 
unseen within depths 
of tributaries of elixir.
If only they knew 
 the chaos that flows, 
constrained in 
a confined 
  gallery of grief.
Not everyone is 
 ...

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I smell the lushness; I smell green,
and what I see around me is a scene
where I’d expect to hear seclusion’s hush.
Instead, I hear the sound of water’s rush.
Sweet water’s rush, like nature’s symphony
is endlessly cascading lusciously!

So fresh I want to taste it on my tongue...

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autumnal picturesque        (Haiku)


a quaking aspen
Fall leaves tumble to the ground
doves coo pleasant songs.

Dr Ko Ko Thein (U.S.A)
Salt Lake City...

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Behold the picturesque anachronism, attempting to control are lives.
A donkey and an elephant arguing before our very eyes.
A donkey and an elephant debating all their lies.
Multitudes of donkeys and elephants spreading filth, despite the cries.

We don't need security.
We don't need your laws.
We don't need technology.

We...

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Field and forest lay painted pearly white.
Nature unravels her artistic side.
Angels descend to view the peaceful sight.
Trees glisten with a smile full of pride.
Snow capped meadows welcome and do not chide.
The winter sun calls out for none to hide.

Peaceful people come out to laugh and...

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Where to place the rippling paint uponthe whitish canvas, setting on a beast of burden,with a palette of bright watery pastels loadedLike a multicolored flower, a masterpiece of its own,lifting the paint and pulling, the first strokeI am bristling with excitement of where,this crosshatching idea...

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Flying high, touching the hues, of daylight end, heavenly peace,

Moving sand, writing with heart, and hang onto, see waves erase,

Am I real, imagination, Picture perfect, my dream ?


Summer love, a treasure trove, heat rises to, a newer high,

Bubbly self, sojourns beside, ever I heave, a...

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Let's talk about the picturesque beauty of autumn
Of the chiming bells of the Angelus
Of the flowers once pretty and strong, on the lawn
Oh! Autumn, you are a very superb season!

Let's talk about the petals and sepals fallen from the sky
Where the trees are stunned and...

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A picture's worth a thousand words
But this one's worth much more
Two angels that I knew and loved
Two birds about to soar

They changed me when I needed change
And taught me how to talk
They fed me when I had to eat
And taught me how to walk

I learned...

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a crimson ball of fire
descending in the unknown
mirroring on the roaring seas,

lofty mountains standing undeterred
silhoeutting enchantingly against the blushing azure,

glimpses of trio of birds
their flight, promising no horizons,

pruned trees dancing in
esoteric merriment,

leaves rustling gently
in the zephyr
their whispers indecipherable,

Clouds parting and
then again embracing
enthralling colossus imagery,

stars blinking...

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Roars satin bright																			 twilight lions            																	 	grows night and morn     																	~                   ...

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I wake up this morning to a cloud of smoke lingering from the nightly bush fires of the mind;
I have been reminiscing but perfect answers to soothe my soul, I could not find
I feel this sharp prick in my heart, something on which I shouldn’t...

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PICturesque !!..

What is a painting!
if not priceless beauty
granting transportation
to dreamy zones

Pondering the amazing talents
Brush, hand and artist

A long sigh
awareness of feet floating
as he stands
relaxed in-front
this captivating piece 

Genuine handiwork


What is a photo!
if not a
fond memory

Pocket-sized purse fillers or
easily viewed
framed mantle-piece treasures 

Colour the favoured selection
flourishing...

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Coke and weed
Hold nothing on me
She spoke the dream
 I chose to believe

We ride behind the unseen
Stride valleys of green
With shadows that sheen
 And caveats that sparkle

Even further a field
What may you yield
These layers unpeeled
 Where the white rabbit burrowed, will you now follow?

To the...

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Summer resplendent sun glowing
in the photosynthesis of viridescent grass.
Waving blades like long fingers flowing,
the sudden sighing gusts come and pass.

The field lives palpable in the anamnesis.
I step through the Queen Anne’s lace,
I lay down on dense turf, where distress decreases,
Sun of repose wrings out pain,...

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