Best Poundings Poems

You ask to me dance 
We take the floor 
My hand locked in yours 
You pull me close
I stay inside your aura
A moment of such...

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"SHE'S HERE!!!....SHE'S HERE!!!"


   This waiting is murder!........Even though I will be seeing her shortly.
Anticipation has already reduced me to well beyond that substance...

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Time ticked frantically, I had to act drastically,
Shadows started to blur, the turbulence began to stir,
The faint ticking from a distance, dragged on and on...

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Who Is Knocking At My Door

Who is knocking at my door?
It is 4:00 am when sounds come harsh
Imagination wonders on the soulless bog
No one for...

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The water flowed down into the semi dark ravine
Where prolific verdant ferns adorned the shaded scene.
Low light cast a ghostly glow over the surroundings
Increasing the...

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RESTLESS


Oh my, the ghost still haunts the rest of my life
I cannot go back reminisce and picture
Where I’ve been into what extent I’ve delved
That after...

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You know that feeling when 
someone tells you something 
and a pound of bricks get 
stored on your shoulders like a 
pounding in your heart,...

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Vae victis! Her quick eyes spy out the field.
Reconnoitred, the foe's dispositions have been noted, 
quantified, assessed. The forces of order
and tidiness, in neat array,...

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If this gentle 
wind could 
talk
Would have 
whispered 
my longings
Mounting, 
with every 
breath

If hearts 
could connect
Mine would 
tell yours
Of its 
incessant 
poundings
Wishing, for 
a brush...

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What is Real? I ask myself
Is it only that which you can taste, touch or feel?

Or is it not the obvious but only the quiet...

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Four Dimensional Elements

Solidity

Earth 

Land by soil to
Dancing stone
Treads its path to water
Kisses the feet of
Home

Between

Air

Fragrance clouded
And plumed pillars of
Breathing Earths
Seething repentance
In rain

Catching

Water

The flippant leaves
Acquiescent flow...

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Was it the tears you drove?
To my heart midst this storm
the sudden urgency rushed
me and my heartbeats increased.

I ceased to recognize the surroundings.
While my thoughts...

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If this gentle 
wind could 
talk
Would have 
whispered 
my longings
Mounting, 
with every 
breath

If hearts 
could connect
Mine would 
tell yours
Of its 
incessant 
poundings
Wishing, for 
a brush...

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My passion is the happy fervor
That covers and moves the lever
I heard an exciting, silent flaming
To warn me about this mine anxiety
And its eyes have...

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Leaning—
To see over far horizons
In waking dreams of the harshest beauty
Distant poundings on the wind
Never forgotten
White and black make gray 
Sometimes silver...

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