Best Serine Poems

How I love the  Wuthering heights rugged landscape
Of the wild savage moor
As I stand upon a rocky outcrops
High on a windswept Tor.

Under the  blue sky canopy before me
Lies sweeping lush green and tawny vales and rolling hills
Land so wild and unforgiving
As the cold...

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A place we call Home 

By 

Kevin L Fairbrother 

The cold westerly winds rolls down the hills and across the plains 
The frost on the ground as thick as a man’s hand 
The air drawn in chills the body to the bone 
This is the...

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Are you death
Why yes I am 
Is that who you called
Is that what you want

I am also life
If that's what you want
So which is it you seek

Centuries of faith I see 
Have passed between us
There is love between us

Is there, not sure I see
You might...

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Every afternoon she picks up her pen
then and only then dose her emotions
bend, they bend to connect with her pen
her emotions descend to her pen, her
honesty and truth her beauty and vibrant
youth sheds on paper like rain shed on blades
of grass, and all her friends...

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*When Your Friends Hurt You*

I was walking along a serine meadow and along came a bee. He buzzed along so merrily. He enticed me to show him the way to the most beautiful stream. I was filled with contentment and I thought so was he....

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Words
are
Like Birds
 
They fly out of clear blue skies,
out of thick gray smother,
out of black thunderclouds,
out of serine, colourful sunsets.

Words may be like Majestic, Eagles,
swift and elusive as Humming Birds,
enlightening and silent as wise old Owls,
or as irresponsible as the Cuckoo Bird.

Words may be like...

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We dance across the heavens, like shining stars,
to the never ending beat of our universes heart.
Its song, time – sometimes – becomes dull, grey,
aches of sentiment, in the throes of lofty sentimentality
that becomes red dew, flowering over the cornea, of a rose
releasing its sweet fragrance,...

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How can you be just there,
pulsing and throbbing in the background
moving,
    caressing me,
becoming part of my body,
         taking over my motor skills
making me move to your hypnotic tempo,
     taunting me...

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On Open Field

Giant oak consumes the landscape girth
Tears come down, gain momentum, form as rain
Sun beams and wind twist it into bands that land
Strike each leaf and branch with spring like action 
Between each drop of water and speck of light
There is a story to...

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June fever rises, rolls on the tide of Spring
Kaleidoscopic landscape overtaken flows
Sunlight reveals colors tranquil undergrowth
Imagination grows, open to interpretation
Streaming quietly downstream in morning meanderings 
Fills up with joy, calendars engagements, holidays at play
Flowers along the hillside bloom
Lift skyward soon on carpeted serine and greenery
Landscaped...

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I am soft and serine I am a color that's been seen.
A whisper in your ear peaceful sounds you will hear.
Like the sea sometimes I roar as I hit the shore.
For I am the color blue and I am all around you.

JSergi

Contest: The Sound of...

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Radiance, shining, illuminating translucency
sky's vast, expansive blue richoting and rivaling ocean views
loose limbs and bashful expression lay scattered across the placid sky
divinity fixed in a space unaffected by man
white clouds swirl, wrapping like ivy around golden gates.
 Ultraviolent inferno lay below while serine holy oceans...

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Stop and listen to God's Nature. 
A thing of beauty worth waiting for 
The wind as it sweeps through the high mountain peeks 
The Ocean as its waves crash upon beaches sandy white 
Birds as they wing their way through the air 
Lighting on a...

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I have no will of my own
Her presence in my mind stands alone
Timeless beauty
She knows who she is
She has set her goals
Like a diamond
Both beautiful and cold

Her heart is on fire
With passion and desire
Elegantly serine
She knows who she is
Her devotion, her soul
Rock of faith
Graceful and...

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The aroma of that aged wine
So intense and hypnotizangly fine
Among the mighty ravens there is a single dove 
To enjoy the finesse of the poisoned love.

The warmth it spread basking the golden shine
The sound of the crystals shimmering serine
The waves of fire rides just above
To...

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