Best Sapless Poems

There's an obscurity on the threads of darkness
dare I peer beneath the starless shroud of midnight's veil
as I walk through the misty breath that beclouds my vision
in hopes it leads me to the temple of your soul? My dearest
my comfort is there, yet I feel...

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There's an obscurity on the threads of darkness
dare I peer beneath the starless shroud of midnight's veil
as I walk through the misty breath that beclouds my vision
in hopes it leads me to the temple of your soul? My dearest
my comfort is there, yet I feel...

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Frozen pants dance stiffly
to the mad beat of sapless
drumsticks choreographed
by a wicked whimsy of the
winds baton.  Birds cling
tightly knowing that if the
gale subsides for but a moment
they will fall over, be blown
like feathered fur balls on
lone unchartered trips.  Cats
hiss in meek response...

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as I sit here sapless most unable to see
my memory recalls one who truly loves me 
your fragrant rose I press in this page 
The crackling of stem overtaken by age 

our bodies trembled on cold winter's night
as you covered my lips in naked moonlight
how...

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The summer sun sucked the simmering sky desert dry,
clumps of grey cloud spawned by the moist horizon,
torn in thwarted winds of failed storm they tried to fly. 
The clusters desiccated except for a pained lone one.

In the course of scorched and sad sail it could...

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Immorality conquered the mind of youth
Devil in disguise they called it fun
God's word and devotees consider boring 
Motivation from insanity
A generation living on the knife-edge of reality and a twisted fantasy 
Choosing visionless minds their leaders

Brainwashed by a society of advertent incorrectness 
*********** an entertainment...

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Please, Storm!
Let the children live!
Give milk to the sapless breast.
The desert spreads a spill so dry 
it stretches wider wings of death.
Lightening shocks our eyes.
Thunder’s anger bolts.
Angels weep their own relief 
relieving tiny throats.

May 2, 2016
for EVEN THE ANGELS WEPT - Poetry Contest
sponsor: John Lawless...

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Vast skies, the tiny drop’s soul now ascending
Dying, to heaven helplessly heading
On the ground,a corps, dried, into vapor turning.
Hard-hearted heat, its flesh mercilessly still biting.

A condoling cloud the driblet’s life saving
Caring,on its back with compassion carrying
Fleshier, stouter ,stronger everyday growing
Looking down revenge on earthlings swearing.

The...

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1.Can love be constrained?
lover’s tears reveal.	
2.Love-less live selfish but
loving men generous.
3.Fruit of body and
soul is love.
4.Love sprouts longing which
metamorphoses lovely friendship
5.Ecstasy of kind-hearted is
reward of love.
6.For ignorants love, charity
but for gallants?
7.As sun burns worms
charity harms loveless
8.Loveless life as sapless-trees
grow in desert.
9.What use lovely outlook
if loveless...

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Bid on my love



  

Sobs sapless fragment of my thirsty soul,
as cravings of illusive heart condense to mole,

Intense passion inked into scroll of trust,
Bid on my love first to later escape disgust !




Written Dec 4th, 2015
For contest by Tammy Reams

Awarded HM...

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Lotus, whose sapless roots 
Deep in stream’s muddy soul,
When lost the mossy bond below
Is turned gray in deeper gloom.
Her mate the light of all that live,
In pain he sinks in golden waves,
And the verge of seas are found
Billowing clouds that wailing loud.
Life is but a...

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Money name fame 
take it all 
and buy me peace 
save me from my fall 
I ran on easy street 
like a deranged man 
but when i looked back 
chilling winter wind palpitated my heart 
Some are born with silver spoon 
i arrived with a...

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the street curves away from my window
three white parallels of traffic windrows
shivering in almost invisibly falling snow
the tightly clenched rhododendron fingers
show temperature as well as any mercuric expansion
leafless sapless twiggy limbs hold fat puffed snowbirds
as the pale white sky surrounds their flickering tails
the startling piece...

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My words fall down and skitter around
  like leaves from an autumn tree,
    dry and crinkly.
                   Sapless.
      ...

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A small path 
stippled with the print
of wind slurries,
it runs along a snowy edge,
scrub-oak nails down 
tilting stumps of ice. 
  
How old must the year become
before a cockled bark 
sheds its wind-blighted hide?

The creek is a stretch; 
I tread through a sleet blurred...

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