Best Pliant Poems

Sheer poetry in motion with a picnic basket in hand 
Laughing brandishing a bottle as he lopes along the sand
His handsome features completely wreathed in...

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Did you think my friendship fickle,
thus deserving of the sickle
did you think that it would wither up and die?

Did you think my friendship faded
thus transforming...

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Pigtails loosen yet messed, 
twisted by pliant fingertips
of evening’s devilry…  
tracing her budding breasts,
embers gleam from a lamplight, dim…
his jerked breathing quickens to rake...

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Take my hand and let me lead you
Let your strong hand be pliant 
In my soft and tiny one
Let me lead you

Enjoy the journey
Knowing my...

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AROUSE ME 

Enchant me 
Serenade me 
Touch me

Raise my temperature
Heighten my senses 
Make me tingle all over 

Apply your hands to my trembling body 
Caress...

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The morn's alive with skylarks singing

o'er the greening meadow and the pliant pasture,

the ocean sighing, gulls aloft on wings of prayer.

A sudden shower would see...

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Gloaming Glory

Fiery orb of living luminous light 
    descending slowly before the 
        sea at...

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Indigenous woman—rarely accompanied by their
white sisters—or their men enter 
through the side door
of St. Peter’s Church.

Here they are boxed in cool stucco,
and stained-glass. A flock...

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Fate
knew best,
as fingers
intertwined souls
weaving…bringing elements together 

A patch of soil, a whisper in the wind
a blackened storm,
wish ablaze--
finding
love


~***~


Earth
embraced
slumbered seed
nurturing it
making room for it, and letting...

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B-R-E-A-T-H -  OF -  L-O-V-E


Summer sun or winter freeze pulls heartstrings in trapeze. . .
Cotton soft to gnarled callus vows have thread along...

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"Dead Crush"



Oh uplift me woman
if we were to have a 
conversation would 
bees fly out of your mouth
or just mewling, simpering 
watered-down honey
not so pristine,...

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LOTUS FOR SLOPING KNEES
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the contentment of disheveled twigs
sitting on shoulders of humming trees,
the sunlight wafting shades on meshed nets---
it is before early morning, pale always...

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*** Awaiting Inspiration ***
(written for my brother and sister poets)

Reaching for dreams in the black of my closed eyes, but sleepless,
I go on in music,...

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Loose green tendrils hanging low 
kiss the soft green earth, the bough 
kneels with the wind as if in prayer, 
a penitent so humble, so...

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Suddenly from somewhere
A street urchin-
An untamed bird of the wider sky
Dropped down
Into the circus tent
Before him was unfurled
Scenes eerie….awesome!!

Roaring lions and tigers,
Gibbering baboons, caravans of...

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