Best Sands Poems

Two statues of stone
On pedestals in the park
One male
One female
White objects of a perfections beauty
Yet they stood erect and alone
When the rain fell
This was their tears
The stared at each other with longing
The trees grew tall
Season by season the flowers bloomed
Two statues standing erect in the...

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A t   f i r s t,   a   l a z i l y   f l o w i n g   r i v e r
Timeless warm glow of a summer’s day
In  love ...

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Oh, rain upon me sands of time
               with thoughts and memories sublime
and with each kiss of magic dust
             ...

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Oh, precious one, I need you...
        Be the missing ying to my yang.
         Come on home to a safe haven
        In this warm,...

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"Time is the thief you cannot banish."

                                   Phyllis McGinley, Writer, ...

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We Walked The Night Sands, Moon Shining Down

Walking the white sands by the windy sea
Lost in my deep thoughts of love, you and me
Nights in private, locked in long held embrace
In hearts glow, our most cherished hidden place

I walked flowing hills, where we once danced
Waded...

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No other choice
        as my shadow schemes in the sand,
      lone cries on lovelorn wings give grief heart’s voice 
        over scorned wedding band.
  
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Scorching hot sun..
Sun rays omitting intense heat
The flames of fireballs ignite..
Desert air ..
So dry and still..
A cactus thrives in desert paradise..

Sands of time..
Heat soars to the sky by day..
By night the heat plummets..
Evaporates ..
Moonlight shines..
Drenched in coldness
Chilled air and a frosted moon..
Extremities exist..
Drastic changes occur..

Sands...

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I have a small gray rock placed by my bed
Each day it is the first thing which I see.
It stands on guard and watches over me.
Alone a gray, smooth rock, it stands on guard
Well weathered, polished stone, from wind-blown sand.
It was wind-blown and lost in...

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Brown Sands
Sift through our hands
As we walk
This ever shifting beach
Sun risin'
On the red horizon 
Nearly within our striding reach

Footprints measure
A mortal treasure
That is ours for a brief time
Between our toes
A mystery unfolds
Of rich Brown Sands so fine

Brown Sands
Will we understand
All that brought us to this...

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Does anyone know why Heidi Sands has gone silent?
Her comments are there, but everything else is private…
My heart is broken to see her this way,
I miss our communication, why has she gone astray?
A beautiful poetess, whose poems were blossoming,
Our conversations were an awesome thing…
The only...

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On golden sands in naked lay
Adventurous hands in touching display
His Maidens skin like fine porcelain
Lips in touch, loves to gain

So caressed she becomes so moist
Groans of excite in wanting voice
Her perfect pink lips lure me to kiss
Sweet she is in hungry bliss

In spiral licks to...

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Within the sands of time

                              are the impressions we make on others...

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As I walked on a lonely beach,
     I thought I spied a Mermaid--
But no, it couldn't be, I thought. 
Yet, drawing near, I saw it was
    a Mermaid sunning on a rock.
   Her back, I saw,...

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The Curse of the Dead Sea

Dark ghosts traveling through the chilled air mist
where rare rough rivers, eddied and revolved, in
twists around into a violent, furious funnel offshore,
as this turbulent salt sea of iniquity opens up its storied,
salted bowels with its turgid moving fluids drowning
into a...

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