Best Pristinely Poems

Violet 
star stream
flowing 
across 
the 
soullessness
of
mundane dream...
Whispering "everything's alright.
She's thriving like a spring fed rose in saintly gardens.
An angel brightly glowing.

...of this dream.
I staggered along a ragged path.
Through a battlefield of metal devils-called "quartered living.
Faith folding and unfolding.
Garnished with ogres slinging burning orbs of fire....

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Barefoot on the paving slab chill, concrete
feet feel frostbite emanations in their callused souls;
rooftop mystique clamours silent slate triangles,
perched the stray cat observers, red-eyes smoking coals.
Down to the river's edge where swaying reeds
feed mongrel contemplations with moist whispered words;
rusty oil-slicked surfaces lick the muddy banks,
karma...

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Pearlescent specks were sprinkles in a sky
that would have been dark but for the white
of those ivory flakes I saw
twirling so tranquilly down.
Swirls of serenity  -
those pearls of the night
filled me sweetly
with delight
before 
bed.
When 
I woke,
I looked out
my window to
see what night had brought.
While...

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Springing from submerged breasts, engorged,
mountainous mother-stream gushes
pristinely clear primeval milk
into hungry mouths - bird, beast, human;
ancient as embryonic earth,
she nurses sloping hills, nurtures dawning valleys,
carving cradled nests in fecund soil,
setting the stage for life's grand panoply.

Faye Lanham Gibson
© September 7, 2015...

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Descending into a mega-mall, the fluorescence blemishes my skin.
There is a twinge in my temples as I approach the makeup counter,
meeting eyes with a woman whose shoes pierce my gait 
and whose artificially white teeth flash like EMP bombs.

But I must not be blinded; there...

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When the brightest moon begins to wane,
And the sun breathes life into every plain.
Mother Nature sees life sustain.

Springtime starts her flowering reign.
Blue Vervain and Daisy Fleabane –
Pristinely plants spread in the rain.

Even deadly plants like Henbane 
Grow with purpose and not in vain.
Mother Nature’s wisdoms...

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Her meringues make me water 
pristinely pure with elegance 
so sugary sweet 
offered up a special treat 

eyes fall out of focus 
as delicate swirls entice 
cobalt blue biding 
interpretations 

tantalized, lips licked 
a simple teasing 
and pleasing 
of the tongue 

nibbled, flavours seduce 
every...

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With trepidation, loneliness, and fear,
I called to you 
And you lived pristinely
You lived in my heart 

I heard their mystical, sage voices cry out
“The one you seek is coming,
Oh so soon is he coming!
And what a formidable union it shall be!
Syncing together—mind and soul!
A fiery...

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Every Day


Every day is a page 
to write a new story
pristinely from our heart;
to begin once again.

Each new day, a story
in our dear book of life;
one full page of many
that build our history.
A new story each day
unfolds as planned or not:
sometimes a big surprise;
at times...

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Easy to be cruel
against sublime unitarian longings
stewed in outdoor green/blue sunshine
reproducing universal solitude belonging

Within this multiculturally hued
resilient solidarity
I likely feel compassion's warm 
win/win communication 
in/on Earth's most gracefilled
vocationally sacred 
shared interfaith intent

To find every day, 
with green
ecofeminist allies,
with mother tree nutritional system designers
and other sacred...

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Driving along last fall, we pointed to the beautiful orange trees of Autumn.                                ...

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Beach Wedding at Dawn
				© Holly W. Schwartztol

On this wedding morning
The gentle air
Of sunlight dawning

Celebrates this moment
So pristinely clear
Awakening us all

To the promise
Of love’s golden
melody

From the diaphanous
Wings of the dragonfly
Comes the message

That the two of you
Are meant to be
For all eternity

From two
Separate souls
A new family

And we...

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VALENTINE

Pristinely, Clearly, Really, O Lovely
Word play on what to say
Love her, treat her, be that friend to her; Lover
Men use common sense; rethinkin
Hmm specific times with each line
We are leaders of the leaders who led us; everyday
Each day, these days love isnt blind
Learn this be...

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“The snow did not even whisper its way to earth, but seemed to salt the night with silence.” — Dean Koontz

Inhaling quietude, I watch 
glistening pearls swirling in twilight’s sky.
The silence deepens as winter softly creeps
       into the night
...

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And thus I wake from my 30 month slumber
Fuzzy headed and cotton-mouthed
As pristinely damaged as before my rest
When my Reaper drew our curtains closed

Living life in a trance isn't new to me
I don't think I've ever truly woken up
It's easy to define my past with...

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