Best Placates Poems

Though she holds his hands, he feels all alone 
As moonlit desires sense his dissonant vibes
Emanating from pulses beating in discord
Plundering away ambiance to vacant thoughts
When a cogent conversation becomes a task.

Silence he placates discarding her prompts
Preferring the dark over company of stars 
As a...

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Within Elysium Fields, the souls of the dead find their peace but there are those souls who do not think they deserve such peace. Those already within Elysium sometimes try to bring these sad souls into the fold by extolling the beauty of Elysium.

Oh, beloved...

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Blues in the Night.

A malignant moon
shines his metallic claws -
combs my hair and brushes me forward.
I am alone in the shadowy crooks 
of a poisoned metropolis.

A clandestine garbage chute -
where waifs and strays burn
within the fetid bowels 
of a cavernous concrete underbelly.

The orphanage awaits my...

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A Lady Waits

The sleepy sea massages a creaking ship which slowly navigates
through blackness the sky emanates and the great Atlantic integrates.
A sailing school of serenading seagulls dips and dives and celebrates,
and amongst the sea-sick shipmates, a welcome murmur swiftly circulates.
A wave of steerage class splashes...

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Feel fond feelings
Words weave willing
Bless bright billing


Love looks lovely
Glimpse gains groovy
Claim charms curvy


Profound play primes
Touch treasures time
Rapture reaps rhymes


Trust truth timely
Deed drills deeply
Feel fine fancy


Drool dreamy day
Peace placates play
Speak solemn say


Heal hurting heart
Spread succinct start
Craft charming cart


Begin bold brief
Groans grabbing grief
Bless bright belief


Word wealthy wit
Hurl...

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This index finger of mine loves discothèques,
Amber sunsets, pretty faces from heaven, wanderlust hybrids & violets, 
Those are just few of my fantasies surrounding me,
Now let’s share some of my secret language, the B-a Story! 
That will entail no point of return, 
Let the Herculean...

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The first, a soft exploration,
That asks without exploitation,
Are we ready for all of this?
My lady holds me in her kiss.

The sleeping senses slowly wake,
As nerve endings begin to ache,
Our souls unite in love’s twist
My lady holds me in her kiss.

A simple caress upon lips,
That leads...

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“50 Words for Poe: Azrael”



What alchemy to lure Azrael
who hidden until now
keeps his vigil 
in the still sound of 
the shattering silence 
of falling leaves
under the elms in the 
hollows of 
Hanging Hill 
with the dream of 
a wanton kiss 
the warmth of 
worshipping
another dark...

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the sun placates now

traffic passes, escaping

the cold afternoon...

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A Sonnet to a Sable Poet’s Pen
(Apropos Disrespected, Suspected, Neglected and Rejected)

I want to write poems
of flowers and birds;
Fragrant poems singing
beautiful words;
Poems praising the ebb and flow
of evening tides
Splashing shores searching
where love abides;
But my pen refuses to ink
such seemingly simplicity.
My pen refuses to ignore
today’s blatant...

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Solitude inculcates not just silence
Adjusts your mind, serenades your heart
Most definately redefines serenity,sanity
Unknown to my senses it calms and placates
Void of attention, content within
Storms too shall pass
Completely 
solitary...

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Queen Elizabeth I

A ll things are as it may, beckons a queendom of two faiths,
B orrowed Boleyn's "B" blue brocade the better choice made,
C ancer claims the spring, agrees with the passage of her sister,
D elves to part the heavens anew throne, amidst assassins, lurking
E...

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Sense spacious silence speak
Prize primal pattern peak


Void vets vibrant vile voice
Cream clumsy changing choice


Toilsome thoughts tunnel time
Meet moist motionless mime


Feel fond fancy flavour
Opt old odd off-odours 


Form fleeting formal face
Glimpse gaudy grinding grace


Face funny faulty fix
Meet most memory mix


Mull mushy momentum 
Treat taut touchy tantrum


Unhinge...

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She feels the urge to ask,
And in a different time she would have,
I guess it’s just another mask,
Removed by hands of time.
A child asks a mother in attempts to understand,
A fool asks a brother for the faintest hope of what he’d planned,
But what’s become of...

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weather... restricted
yet people turn a blind eye
innocents suffer

weather cannot see
a natural phenomenon
pollution effects

humans have reason
yet still don't understand
jeopardising lives

we pollute... which kills
live on the banks of rivers
expect to survive

now knowing the facts
living in denial... why
natures rights to clean

malice... no intent
four seasons... man only named
can never...

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