Best Runnel Poems

Generating a ring
     of bright waters, which
currently meanders, ponders,
     and then streams - twitch
ching reflexively as flora
...

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I am in my house,
With a panicked mouse.
Coming back from the fridge
Going through the sand-ridge
Into its hole in a jiffy
Then squeaking out - Yippee !

Then...

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On a cold Winter day, the couple went for a walk.
Shelby and Andrew held hands, and their talk
soon turned to starting a family. Shelby wanted
children,...

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"Years” and “Distance”, phantoms of the dark that do their evil
in the quietude of the everyday, coming and going without so
much as a footprint or...

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When the unforeseen mistrel swipes the land,

tiny warriors trudge against the force.

“Back down! Retreat!”, the general commands.

The musketeers recoil back on course.


Then the torrent readily...

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Grow in silence,
That I call a reliance;
In that no one will choke
And break my heart like a joke .
It picks me up from the mess;
Sh!...

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How delightful is the softest sound of a clear and starry summer's night,
You may hear a moth bashing up against a cottage window pane near...

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FAILURE.


Isolated tentative in rosy tower
Sublime detached observer of success
Making its own life and time
Swallowing in one long yawn all the glories
Keen scented existence and sanctified...

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Radiance sifts through the crinkled foliage, 
as the shadows mimic the gently oscillating 

leaves. For the full yellow-white moon has risen. A brook cascading over...

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A DEITY
Sonorous
Rhythms from the belfry waft
A call of our votive worship to give.
In your sacred tent we besiege you.
For, to you our exultation to dole...

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The light, this enlighten definition of facing thyself
As a warm aura floating on your skin
The light of your mind.
Suddenly, there is a voice leading you
To...

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Once along those lines, counted your years here...

Was this then? ornate clasps solace thee,
upon its iris, all exempt from night,
Thy day decides, laud shall lead...

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THE DELUGE
 Placid waters sans piquant ripples
 Freaked out with furious,forceful  jerks
Reeking of rare reckless rumbling  rage
 Bloated brook  burst beyond banks,...

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There is a little ficary with brilliant golden disks,
Scattered all along the riverbanks the first in April,
Then a homely happy little daisy rises to look...

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Goodbye six pack hello* poetry scribes

My poetic side COSMOFUNNEL
wordsmith thanks tumblr in his noggin
ofttimes triggering babbling brook 
to swell after deluge
becoming stream of consciousness runnel
carving,...

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