Best Profusion Poems

Become my air,
pursuing my scent 
  in sweet fragrant  fields,
where devouring tastes 
   of bohemian spirit,
delicately descend 
   ...

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Upon the doorstep of my paradise,
     You’ll find h e l l i s h pansies and t a i n...

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When my fatigued pen,
succumbed to a sleepy state of silence

in the market place of silent poets,
I searched for a tea room to stimulate my mind

my...

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Squabbling with words; spats in opposition
can bring about discord and suspicion
Christians should be able to live in harmony 
or their accord and union will atrophy

What...

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I know you are there
On the other side
Waiting anxiously for me
There at Dreamland’s Gate
So I close my eyes tight
To hurry myself to you
Hoping sleep comes...

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Let me 'neath fleecy clouds be. For spring is here.
God's creation all for me. For spring is here.

So many glorious gardens to admire,
Clematis attracts a...

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Winter finally exhales its last frozen breath
as I inhale victory over our duel with death.
Slowly, the snow melts from its deep drifts,
as we cross life's...

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It was a lovely little house.

Built of white painted timber,

with a gabled roof clad in green tin,

it had never been a rich person's house.

It was...

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I know you are there
On the other side
Waiting anxiously for me
There at Dreamland’s Gate
So I close my eyes tight
To hurry myself to you
Hoping sleep comes...

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One rare night
   fell
      midnight blue
as a multitude of stars, like lofty thoughts,
pulsed with light,
confessions from
the depths of...

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AFFLICTION?
It is said of young physicians when they first set out to learn
All the symptoms and conditions that known illnesses convey
They perceive these indications each...

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In the forest I am with my tribe of wood and leaf, among the giants whose roots hug the earth. It is a place of...

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Embryo formed.
Fetus became.
A girl baby I am.

My creator I do not know.  Procreation states that ovum and sperm conceives.  My question is how...

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“Blue Angels, Black Sheep, Monitors and The House of Random Penguins” 

The womb
is scooped like 
an over ripe melon
Time is the incorrigible felon,
the forgotten lost...

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There was no closure of a proper goodbye. 
 I tried, but... 
 no reply. 

 Your body became limp and cold as 
 a...

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