Best Refraining Poems

When tuscan tunes of twilight,
cascade as clementine confetti, 
She searches for secret silhouettes,
swirling to the symphony 
of sunflower serenades.

In the midst of faded fields,
marigold memories crawl back,
refraining yesterday’s
tangerine dreams.
Swans glide in
sullen grace,
illustrating a saffron 
backdrop from
sweet sighs of 
fauna’s concerto.

Harmony of melodies
is the idyllic essence...

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Bluebells in chime are shadows in training,
beech trees rising in a sheltering sky.
Sunlight peeks through, the merest of raining,
to guide the mauve buds to darkness close by.
Wind in the forest wafts in refraining.
Violet implores the young they must fly.

But until they're ready fledglings must wait
to...

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The world comes knocking on your door.
And changes nothing from before.
For who we are is from within.
When we learn that, that's when we win.

There's always some who think they're right.
They just disturb the peace in night.
They only see their own disdain.
With no regard for causing...

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I put my money to work
I put my words into action
Turning my thoughts into reality
Screaming the power of one 

We are misled by the world
Adapting wrong information
Refraining from our own destiny
People telling us we are nothing
Laughing at our crazy dreams 

I use my head for...

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Skirting the vast edges of my reality, 
wavering between creature and Creator~ 
A single choice is all there is~ 

Future is a thought, past is a thought, 
now is all there is~ 

Moments slip into moments slip into moments… 
Pure Awareness in all there is~

Viewing...

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Side by side we lay,
She breathes shallowly 
and I feel her chest rise
slowly, gently against my body
her breasts press against my side
And I quiver, electricity shoots through my nerves
quickening my heart and melting me into warmth
i watch her peaceful in her sleep
at rest, safe and...

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Once I sat upon your throne
to visit a familiar chair
I am the Empress overthrown
I no longer rule or scare
My face is in the picture
since 1968
There is no kind of stricture
I'm sitting at the gate
I stand for birth and promise
of a new dawn seeping in
and of...

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A parody of “The Last Waltz” song written by: Barry Mason and Les Reed
One Last Ode
I wondered if I’d write ever again
Inklings of my heart that flow through my pen
Then words came cascading from sky up above 
Freewheelin’ mystic glimmers of love.

I wrote one last...

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At peace perhaps too much
a fine Spring rain
we seek news from the desert or capitol
of those who have dedicated their lives to losing their lives for us
adventurers, ancient honor, land runners
this campaign a must to advance one's career
a war president needs war

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All you need to...

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Prizes for Ultimate Sacrifices


    prizes for the abstemious  for abstinence  chastity ?
                 the countless occasions for love you let slip    ...

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A few things I resolve to do or dare
Lessen my gallons of soda intake;
The first ‘meal’ for breakfast, not the cornflakes…
Juice therapy would be New Year’s affair.

Yes, I’ll curb my late, night-owl affliction
And suppress reading books, just once a week
To calm my impulse..a healthy technique
Refraining...

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God blesses our anniversary that aims for Christ to be exalted
Thus, we must be spiritually prompted…
Surely divinely-led with prayers granted
While yielded to Him, being biblically directed.

God blesses* our anniversary that assures His victory!
Thus, we trust Him to save souls from hell’s fury…
Surely helping the needy...

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The Forest Pool

The flowing stream paused to rest
Refraining from its urgent quest
To rush ever faster at the Worlds bequest

I too watch the Forest pool
And wonder if the worlds a fool
Is it not just a bigger pool

Where can peace be found more free
Where such beauty do...

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you don't even know
where to go what to say
how to hear- be here now
today come play i'll stay if i
may- your seed plus me makes the
golden egg i lay- i listen when you
pray your head down body slouched into a
frown not making a sound but...

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Seven long weeks of winter with her snow not refraining,
But oh, approaching is a season who shall give my joy endless reining.

And when the dark clouds shower,
The fields shall sprout lavender flowers.
Tis’ not I love Spring with favoritism.
Oh no indeed my adoration toward all seasons...

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