Best Sibilance Poems

How I wish to scuttle alone,
over a gentle river,
from bank to bank,
in a small boat,
rowed with a bamboo pole.

The call of the wild is an...

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The day was fine and sunlit,
Decorated by several clouds 
drifting aimlessly in the radiant ocean-blue sky.
Chorused by gentle puffs of the morning breeze,
Sending leaves on...

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'Baby, you taste like chocolate,
 
You and me we'd make a great rhyming couplet.
 
A.K.A a grinding couplet.'
 
 
 
'You can get on top...

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As the breath fills our hallowed chest with life 
and heart beats upon drum of anch’ring bone
so prayerful meditation eases strife,
through dance and strum, we...

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The streets are busy with silence,
And Sammy is in his own little world,
Focused on his own private route.
His own secret place,
Private, it’s a funny word,
A...

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margins stimulate and juxtapose
  edges greet with troubled, disturbing friction
  faraway forces exert influence and combine relentlessly
  how the Sun and Moon...

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Out in the sea, sailing on a stormy night
With the wind sweeping in fury all around
The racing clouds veiling the moon from sight
Leaving the land...

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An Irish Gathering
 
Thomas said
you can’t go home again
but I did for my sister
and the christening of her first.
Everyone, on folding chairs, against
the whitewashed basement...

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Staying by the sea, now at sunset
With the light slowly fading into greyness
And the waters lying quiet
A peace fills me as never before

Dismal fears barred...

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over the sky
sun opens
his third eye
red tint spreads
clouds float high-
fluffy white.
birds fly high,
feast to the eye.

one can feel the calm sibilance,
of a blue tranquil lake,
making...

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Sixteen-Eighty was brutal on saints and their hissing cats.
A turgid June, thickened as it was by an immature sanguinary wine
failed to quench the civil mob.

Above...

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Soft sibilance departed a while past now;
lost in family, familiarity,
an indiscretion.

Soulless silence interposes churlish crows.
The weightiness of strangled screams hangs heavy
deafening the two.

Whisper; wounded, slain.




This...

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When I am a healthy Norwich person
I hope to feel warm and joyful gratitude
for compassionate nonviolent communicators
past and present

With cooperatively nonpartisan
bipartisan
dipolar co-arising transportive projects
programs
processes

Voiced choices
to...

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Auto-da-fé at Plaza Major



Sixteen-Eighty was brutal on saints and their hissing cats.
A turgid June, thickened as it was by an immature sanguinary wine
that failed to...

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Choose unironically ripping off a film to be ironic
Choose now because then will never be enough
Choose puff puff puff puff puff pass because you’ll never...

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