Best Recline Poems

...Dream-worker 
delves deeply into my dream;

vibrations fondle anticipation
foreplay wakes wide-eyed 
swells of liquid libido quake the rendezvous edge -
a primordial being in his prime
a mascu......

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...Around midnight, in the library I found myself drawn,
to these shelves haunted still by Poe, Stevenson and King,
as a rare, late October storm brews beyond the pane,
bringing life back to the crea......

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...Oh look here— behold a dandelion woman
the original wild flower!
I go where I want to go
I grow where I want to grow —
don't matter if   y o u   say no

dandelion wine summertime
relax and rec......

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...hey ho
does an octopus know
how to juggle with eight cups and saucers
and the fish watching him
while the elephants swim
then he juggles with a turtle and tortoise

then ho hey
does the octop......

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...An unhurried sun slides across the horizon
Preparing for slumber behind distant waves
And daylight’s last seagull rides thermals in search
Of a late night fish supper - the herring he craves 

A......

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...Saturated by solitude,
I breathe the scent of wild flowers.
Nearby a lake, I recline against a willow.
The lake mirrors wisps of twilight’s clouds above.
A lilac trail in the sky is d......

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...Adopted early after birth
Replanted back into the earth
From small to tall, a tiny root
Withstanding all and resolute

It whispered and it whistled
Every wind song that it knew
It's verdant ne......

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...I do not want to die
Like each virgin you bed
When you have ravished her
It's off with pretty head

I do not want to die
But…Oh to be with you!
The supreme ruler, KING
So handsome, yet so cru......

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...Sighing softly, a gentle breeze,
dances amid my clothes line.
Sweet the scent, refreshing tease,
as sheets, its hug entwines.
This night, on Spring, I shall recline.


2/8/12

For th......

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...Stood I there, that last day,
On an iron bridge...
An aqueduct by design,
Where, looking dreamily out over
The Ernes Lower Lough,
My compressed shadow 
Momentarily paused -
To contently reclin......

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...He told me to write a poem
About beauty, wind blowing
Hair tossing , dream making stunning
Gorgeousness of living
Beauty addicts and blind ambitions
Movie stars and historical happenings
Formal......

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...Passions Heat

In summer time 
yes my sweet
When I’m with you 
You won’t be blue
cos when we meet
the spark will flow
tween toe and toe 
consuming heat
gently feel the afterglow
as you rec......

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...I, too,
wish to carry a bullet
for the ducks flying through snow.

I, too,
want to live under neon lights—
blue light still my closest friend.

I, too,
take cold showers
until my hands stop......

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...You've visited me after a long time: Remember; once, I was brimming with might? Named babbling brook, revered as a singing deity, how blissful was my sight! Have reminiscences of your childhood, in m......

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...In winter’s white, as angels cry
for early spring to warm the wind,
to bring to life with gentle sigh,
in love, the bitter frost has thinned.

For early spring to warm the wind,
at Valentine’s ......

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