Best Shaping Poems

I leave the daily hustle and bustle
of the city's cacophony of sound.
And head to where the leaves softly rustle 
in the breeze, and no one...

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It was quite a time
when with my mind you used to rhyme
and in the tune of my heart you sign.

That time was quite long
when I...

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An echo of lovesome passion, an inspiration of unborn theme,
A muse hypnotic, adept at composing aspirations of my dream,
Omnipresent voice of being, poetry is my...

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The many winters I had seen
When  once I was a teen
Gathered inside our small living room
Joy and simplicity our faces illume
Warm with laughter at...

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“Out of suffering have emerged the strongest souls; the most massive characters are seared with scars.”
Khalil Gibran

In days of darkness,
sad stars shimmer like somber souls.
Upon...

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The burial ground,  groomed to greet
the gatherers of their love apocalypse
with garlands grown and sown
from the rose fire of Athena's throne,
on this day they...

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 I wish you were an echo
of the voice within my heart
Repeating drumming love-notes
Calling me softly from afar.

I wish you were my shadow
Playing Hide and...

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Belief is the nemesis of uncertainty,
in times of torment we keep faith 
in God's gift of blessings bestowed upon us.

In a world without morals
Children of summer...

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The world twirls and spins
There's all that axis stuff
It makes sense to some people
I can't tell if I stand still, staring
Or tumble and fall
I see...

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French Bread
	
	
	Your index finger 
	draws figure-eights 
	in the dusting of flour 
	on the counter top 
	where you lean
	quite casually, 
	watching as I make 
	a loaf...

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Autumn in Waiting 

I love when vineyards turn 
to yellow, orange, and red.
I will get up an hour later,
and may earlier go to bed.

The valley...

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From your hands that dipped me in cool tubs 
and soft morn wakes, you were the gentle lion
taming my bohemian strains; the lamb of summer
rain...

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When cyan night's 
raspberry moon
is dipped in softness 
of the afterglows, 
I gaze at that glossy
first evening star between 
creamy fingers of 
my cherry palm,...

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Acrostic Memory

Acrostics introduced in fifth grade on a rainy winter afternoon
Careful crafted choice of words written in lyric cadence hues
Rhythmic flow like music class -...

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Moments of meditative serenity
Crimping pleating floral white hybrid washi

Shaping and triangulating dainty folds
Stringing vertex wings of freedom symmetry

Garland of classic crane origami
Wishing long happy peaceful...

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