Best Quilt Poems

Around my mom, I always felt my guilt
My conscience seem to always take her side
Some years ago, I gave her a new quilt
I still recall...

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In my silent sanctuary,
my poetic garden blooms like sun kissed seeds,
carefully placed under a quilt of soil,
sprinkled with holy water.

In the vividness of morning mist,
spring...

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A citrine leaf in lingered lilt
did savor breeze of sapphire whisk
as Autumn’s honey-secrets spilt.
A hopscotch star.. an ember brisk,

she sighed and fell— then took her...

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"How to tame the madness"

As I sit here, with intense dirty desire,
Tonight I think of you (the moon and stars)
To you, I send a redolent...

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Fall Tiptoed In 

Softly, last night it tiptoed in--
that wisp of crispness in the air!
I grab a quilt made way back when
and watch the sunrise...

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When rainstorm shadows
cast raven woven blankets,
entangling between 
the boundaries of 
fantasy and reality's reach,
we search for soft glows
from serenades of slumber,
where we embrace
the quilt of...

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I have a special story I wish to share
About a seamstress beautiful and fair

She would fade away turning into smoke
Of her amazing beauty, no man...

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Gray smeared sky like a quilt of rags
Winos sip rot gut from brown paper bags
Threadbare cloud crotch splits up the side
Rain pours down, you got...

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A week passed, yet no words drifted in my mind
I feared I'd become numb and poetically blind
so, I gave up, went to bed and turned...

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It's quiet now, they all have gone
Leaving litter, and last light
softens what was too bright before

Blackbird singing in the dead of night
you ask if I...

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PS - IT’S POETRY

Not merely words laid on a line
by blotting pens, by pencils fine
nor forms in perpetuity
teased with ambiguity.

It’s more, or less, depending on
the...

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In the realm of moons and breathless tides,
where promises dance with a serendipitous sonnet of sunrises,
along with morning kisses, unfolds a love story—
a poetic novel...

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Season of death kisses in hues,
of gold, auburn and blood red views.
Cold air wraps around like a quilt.
Morbid clouds veil my sun with guilt.
As tears...

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Freezing in the midst of hostile ice monsoon
triggering aching woes beneath blood and bones,
I search for a quilt woven in sanguine rune
silken feathers of clementine...

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Composed, my dreams embrace, then fade
with memories, quite undefined
returning nights, upon the shade
when clocks are wound, and sun reclines

When weariness is not enough
to lie alone,...

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