Best Print Poems

INDIAN INK

Indian Accent, form the whispers inside
Chanting from long ago
Echoes come and go
Losing time in a soft eternal glow

A beautiful and delicate autumn mountain scene
Dry...

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How fast to wiles I fell my damask rose,
awake from slumber slept untold ages.
To gaze so deep in ocean eyes repose,
and print whispered prayer on...

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I wait—

here I wait
for white magic reverie
to embrace me   free me

here I wait—
an hourglass full
of leopard-print thoughts 
sugar-granular-musings spill
the beginning to the end...

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Drawn by subtle intuition
I follow a winding path
into the heart of the woods,
emerging in an open glade
where feeble sunlight falls
upon a moss covered wall.
Isomorphic intimacy...

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"You are welcomed to your room at night, everything is in the same familiar place. It's been long day. Climbing in to your comfy bed....

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Blue – 
for your arm wrapped around
my clavicle. I thought
I would loose my breath.

Red – 
for the cusp of our hip bones
struggling to pull the...

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She hid the pain behind a smile 
as she walked slowly down the aisle.
Her doubts she struggled to restrain 
behind a smile she hid the...

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The years have stolen details from my mind.
Your face, once clear, has faded like a print
Within an album ready to unbind
And plunder from this sadness...

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Dear Budding Poet,

Modern poetry is a mix of new and old with modern styles created by bending or even breaking the rules of old forms...

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Growing out of childish pranks,
With the storm and stress of turbulent teens,
I locked within my mind’s cupboard,
A portrait vaguely sketched, but never finished.
Rough it was,...

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~Marionette Master~    

All my dreams evolve around my wooden floor
Candles and clowns the show must go on

~~~~

The Moon slowly moves its way...

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Nothing more than a pretty smile - repost

There she was chasing a rabbit 
with 1 am coffeecakes and weak tea
She didn’t notice I was watching
from...

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The fairest of all the roses
in the walled garden’s afternoon hush,
this blossom delicately poses,
making the other blooms blush,

In the walled garden’s afternoon hush,
while standing enticingly
making...

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Enchantment of this soul 
breathing inside the magic aroma.
Under the hawthorn bush a fragrance lingers 
appearing out of thin air my dream 

Lunar circle turning...

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Artist



Color me naked with your sighs
Scribble me stripped
Stabbed 
Slashed
Stippled on your skin

Paint me black
Seething in charcoal amber
Writhing in lines
The brush strokes of your tongue
Beseech

Craft me...

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