Best Rippling Poems

Hidden beauty resides not in the grace like charms
Of coy smiles 
Painted across a gentle Madonnas face.
Nor is she vested within the chastened vows
Of saintly...

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Oceana

Oceana flings her sequined petticoats
Upon the sands as if to toss the seaweed 
From the swirling edges
While she dances with the wind
With each turn she...

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“and the birds twitter like whispering violins”
Quote by – Constance La France

Whiffs of fragrant breeze propagate tranquility
Kissing delicate roses, blushing amber beauty,
Rustling leaves of willows,...

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I speak my thoughts with gentleness
The things I need to say with care
Thoughts held in my hands, gone through my fingers,
balanced on my fingertips...
... sent...

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Ah, weeping leaf I feel your grief 
as Autumn hides the sun in clouds; 
battalion’s shadow, like a thief, 
disguised in dark-sky nimbus shrouds 
have...

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"Your task is not to seek for love, but merely to seek and find all the barriers within yourself that you have built against it."~...

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(This theme coincidentally matched up with another contest I recently
entered, so I revised my sonnet and then PD graciously extended this
idea of a day of...

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Above a cloud, in soundless, still tumescence,
a goddess rests; below her is the sea.
A strip of it is rippling luminescence,
a path of light in night’s...

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From precipice of memories, flashbacks nostalgic billow,
Thinking of you as I ruminate, adoring the views below,
Where waves oceanic dance, leaping on windy tempos,
Propagating ambitions of...

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 In the valley 
    of violin vines,
    when the saffron sun ascends,
and crooning clouds 
   drift...

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The powder of white sand holds her flesh
close to his musk pelvis
as she gasps with the murmured waves
trembling on the coast
of a fragrant mouth against...

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An ardent lover of words
Of his own is that world.
A crave stretching his soul
Dipping into a plethora of verse
Rising with a fulfilled thirst.
Unpredictable are his...

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I’m lost within words 
   unwritten between 
     pastel pages of the past, 
Yet I weave lyrical love 
...

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A spinning world globe just set off the center of its axis pole,
Welcome to the mad-mad Hatter’s topsy-turvy upside down
Wonderland, just another inside out hole...

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