Best Pristine Poems

I am the 
     cascading radiance,
 between apricot 
   glows of gloaming,
when mauve mists shift,
mirroring sage seas of love, 
I look beyond silvery skies
  whilst selfless stars sprinkle,
sizzling streaks
 of sunflower sparkles~
upon wrinkled 
 waves of weariness.

it is...

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In the spring, I'm a Daffodill
In many hues, dancing on the hill
Swaying with  the gentle breeze
In the spring I'm easy to please

In late spring, I'm pale pink rose 
Growing on the trellis, inviting bees toes
To touch on me, drink their fill of nectar
Sweet, in...

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Wild
pristine
and untamed,
Mother Nature's
untethered to time
or the presence of man.
She's a part of everything
half creator, half destroyer
She is the architect of all life;
both its beauty and abominations.
Connected in a fundamental way
we appreciate Nature's beauty;
like inking the sunset scarlet,
and tinting the sky crimson,
or apple-blossom pink.
But, She also...

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Among watching forbidden archangels saunter sullen paths
I reflect mandragoras through evanescent gleams of orrery elegies,
 whirling into significant distraught dizain stanzas of my obsidian paint
in halcyon hopes my expressive ekphrasis will bloom alongside aureate tulips. 

  Under opal moons shading dozens of writhing languid...

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Pristine and Pure

The winding road led to a chasm deep
below a cliff that proudly shows the view...
a silken, blue-green lake, lays like a gem
of opulence embedded in the rim
of tall, lush evergreens that now adorn
the natural setting so pristine and pure.

Within, the lovely birds exult...

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The cascading stream leaps down the emerald valley
Dancing waters caress rolling pebbles on their facet 
Twilight weaves light and shade lattice on tree canopy
Drizzle of silent night sprinkles stardust on the thicket
Stars of firefly twinkle to the tune of crooning cricket.


January 1, 2020
Contest : Writing...

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PRECIOUS CHRISTINA TAYLOR GREEN, WAS A SILENT, BUT FRESH AND UNTOUCHED,
YES! SHE'S A PRISTINE HERO FOR DEMOCRACY.  SHE ENTER OUR LIFE TIME WHEN 
THERE WAS A FEROCIOUS ATTACK ON OUR DEMOCRACY.

NOW THIS MIGHTY MELLIFLUOUS CHILD HAS LEFT OUR LIFE TIME, AS SHE BECAME 
ONE...

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In Nature's ordained sphere
No chalice, vial, or bioengineer
Earth's mantle only doting peer
Sun's warmth growth to cheer
Heaven's tap nutrients to steer
Only providence, stalk will shear

Covetous hands beauty, scent desire
Manufactured warmth to inspire
Coiffed petals sprout love's devotion
Fragrant oils drained into entrancing potion
Poached nutrients put limp bodies into...

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Inhaling quietude, I face
a welcome tranquil scene.
A beautiful secluded place
greets my eyes with iridescent sheen
beneath a wintry sky serene.

Here along this country lane,
diamond flecks have interlaced
and softly fallen on terrain.
The dull and barren land has been effaced;
by dazzling snow my world is graced.

The air is...

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I'm pristine and purdy for dear Dr. Kim
Changed my undies, I'm all proper and trim
Checks out my bod
And gives me a nod
If all's copacetic, no strange lumps therein


© Jack Ellison 2015...

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Though set apart, their fate is dealt
Upon a solid mount of wealth
Beauty mirrored by crystal lake
With compass set, young roots do take
Encamped by water, air and sun
Forever to thrive in pristine dawns
~*~...

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Along the barren pristine shore
Layered with fine grains of sand
A place remains untouched by man
Waves lap in soothing rhythmic motion
Brushing and polishing the surface
Soft and shimmering jewels glisten
 The lemon yellow rays shine
heating and cooling the surface
Time, weather and wind reshape
this beautiful landscape.

11/07/16...

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Seeking Out Nature's Pristine Wooded Views

In forested glen, deep serenity rests
take your aching soul there for hours to hide-
Away from this hectic world's many tests,
Solitude, medicine for this world's ride.

Seeking out Nature's pristine wooded views
one may find treasure for a wounded heart.
Life is so hard,...

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I love the month of February,
The coldest month of the season,
For an array of personal reasons.
And yet, it feels like she is the longest,
For the events that happen haphazardly,
Amid treacherous winter storm blasts.
Quasi everything is frozen near the nest
Of the American bald eagles,
Except the Mardi...

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I am MONDAY,
                 and I am here to tell you that

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