Best Quiver Poems

A quiver
  a nod
the slightest toss
  of her hair

A purse of her lips
  a shy crease
playing at the edges of
  her sealed mouth

A gesture
  imperceptible
a moment's tilting
  of a finger

The most
  indeterminate
of steps
  forward now  

Stop
heart
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A shiver exists which requires not even a touch,

for it’s all in the mind before it begins physically.

It’s a tremble so sweet, when it fades people miss it so much,

they spark new romance. In love again they must be -

to feel that sensation of quiver...

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Once when I was young
      and quite obsessed
with a handsome boy whose heart
      I wished that I possessed,
I caught that young man
      unexpectedly
(his eyes mysterious and dark)
   ...

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Victory From A Divine Quiver

Its massive heart was now just solid bone,
the kind immune from it ever breaking.
All vestige of sweet love forever gone,
and all dear mercy completely forsaken!

Flesh had turned to gray hardened rock,
teeth into fangs made for flesh eating.
Awake now, in pain around...

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I was shaken from my bed,                                       ...

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Quiet baby 
wakes and wants thirst quenched.
     That why his lips quiver?

04/06/2017

For Broken Wing's Form Q contest....

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Your masculine embrace will always be my home
As you confess your love to me, my heart quivers 
I’ll never forget when we said our vows in Rome
Your masculine embrace will always be my home
Kiss me, my love; it's sweeter than a honeycomb 
To get to...

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            you touch my skin,
                  and I quiver,
not from the cold wind outdoors.
    ...

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So cute
I grit my teeth
to stop the urge to squeeze
and pinch those lovely cheeks so cute,
I shake.
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Neck pulsating, close shave shines over whiskers
    Stiff collar pressure, raced anticipation simmers
    Key twist intrigue spurs engine's orange rage 
    Needle throws redline on wide torque gauge


    Jaw rigid, fingers grip cockpit...

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winter winds quiver

winter winds quiver
 when ice mists ride on torrents ~
  cloudy vesper veils

solstice zephyrs glaze
 meadows with crystal glitter ~
  vanilla moons rise

raw breath of evening
 bare boughs wear rough coats of bark ~
  lavender twilights

flurries of wild gales
 whistle...

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“Quiver”--how soft it glides ‘tween lips and teeth,
It almost feels like breathing in a wreath;
I can’t find words that can sound as tender 
Except, possibly, “flower” and “whisper.”

“Quiver”--how opposite the image it brings:
Both unpleasant and delightful feelings;
Like a sore bee sting that gives the shudder,
Or...

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Hand polished shafts
Drawn toward contentious gates-
Sharpened straight arrows...

Psalm 127:4, 5...

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amidst the musings of this serenade
a clement moon looks down upon me
its whispers sweet and gentle
sets free this heart of mine to wander

thoughts of you drift in like floral fragrances
i close my eyes, my skin begins to tingle
can’t help but wonder if we dare meet
would...

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Irish accents quake my female southland.
Males 'neath Newsboy Caps stimulate dreamland.
Irish yearns may want touch,
Did not seek to feel such.
Ireland trips could stimulate mate's backhand....

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