Best Shriveling Poems

I witness you fading away,
The winds blow frantically
They are against us, as all are

Little fire, rise in my cupped hands
Be it my life I shield from the elements so unfeeling?

Little fire, brighten as I feed you
This moisture receding from my pores must cease
Before I drown...

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7/9/20
"Sickening"

This is sickening
And quickening
Not at all, what I was envisioning
Nobody listening
Most chickening
Fidgeting
And limiting
Themselves to the point of being crippling
The effects rippling
And tripling
On top of it, we've got social distancing

Still dribbling
I've been chiseling
And scribbling
No matter what has been incoming
Pivoting
And occasionally grimacing

The temperature freezing, cold, mild or...

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Thick white clouds
Retracing posture
Atop the layers of earth;
Foggy shrouds of white
Overclouded landscape
Clogging the sunlight
In blurry unclearness.

In brown faded bushes
Lies inhalations of dryness,
Catchy like the gasoline
In simple lit strikes
On matchboxes;
Spreading fierce fires
To four cornered angles
On grassy fields.

From silty bits of soil
Hovers clouds of dust,
Distributed casually
By several...

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I awoke the next day, with a soft smile,
Not awakened by the screeching and the moaning of the demons beside,
But of the intense breathing of my collaborator,
Crouching above me, glaring me down with eyes abhorred
Though in a flash, the fury in his reptilian pupils disintegrated
Into...

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So, Artificial Intelligence can now write poetry
(I think I may dislike this)
We have similar thoughts
Its words are lovelier
Rhyme or free verse
hundreds of synonyms.

It can also paint beautifully.
(OK, now I hate it)
colors flow majestically
no trial and error
mixing always perfect
(maybe we should shoot it)

Poets and artists
can we...

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Feel my curling vines surround this unyielding fence
For years they have been tightly gripped against your rust
Above us, a darkened raincloud,
Threatening lightning and stinging sorrows…
Though instead of indifference, I feel the aftermath of your thunder
That back-staged happiness, when we are no longer pretending
And I hear...

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Withering
shriveling all up
inside, I
cannot tell
how long I'll remain in this
hell of a dry spell

No rainfall
here, except for tears
and sometimes
they go dry
too numb to cry, too tired
to feel inspired

The words crack
crumble in my mouth
before I
get them out
primal screams and shouts silenced
by fear and self-doubt

Soul searching
something worth...

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Shades of leaves wavering from mauve to ember
colour my lavender spirits in days of November.
When lustrous autumn blankets silently reap,
my glorious desires in ecstasy drench me deep.

A corridor of withering dandelions in dreams
simmers soothing secrets in glistening beams.
Every year I wait for soothing serenade of...

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Now let us forget foreign captains
And Conquistadores myth
That colors the morning exuberantly
With exotics wars and phony fathers
Like a fine lady strolling along a rotten street
I have tasted lemon
And though I wince at my tongue's
Sharp reaction
I value the tart worthiness of vitamins
And the aroma of the...

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The tree's up, yet it’s not looking so prim
its needles all shriveling and dying, 
so this Christmas is feeling kinda grim.

The cat destroyed the decorative trim,
she says she didn’t, but I know she’s lying,
the tree's up, yet it’s not looking so prim

The kid’s socks make...

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Standing in the wings, on the periphery

of her cultivated world, inhibited only by

station and space, my head slowly spins

into her orbit, my eye lids twitter nervously,

my titillated ears vibrate, my hands tremble,

inner being disassembles, kneeling in deep

contrition, my flattering pose, covered by

plebeian skin, without merit...

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Gardens cannot thrive in shade
an ill-fated penurious terrain
like love that's made, but made in vain
gardens cannot thrive in shade

As light hides behind the trees
shadows conceal the reverie
this ground, immortal beauty made
yet gardens cannot thrive in shade

Lilly of the Valley, forget me not's
retain some portion of...

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I comprehend the days when rays do shine and Ra does set 
When inner soul and façade connect, 24 hours in one day gave me breathe, that’s 1,440 
seconds closer to death rather than oxygen left. Aspire to build that dream shape that 
atmosphere, win...

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What have you done to your eager young sons
where will they hide now from the searing sun
and what Jordan river will wash off their pain
your gods were forgotten in your hurry to aim
and the holiest of places are no longer within reaching
and the hopes of...

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Four of eight decades rest in the past
So fortunate but how long can this last
I’ve romanced, loved and married
Living a life ever so harried

Raising a family, I’ve worked hard
A successful career achieved without fear
I’ve traveled the globe
Quenching the desire to probe
An unending river, I yearn...

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