Best Silhouettes Poems

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Cotton candy swirls
on a pink flamingo sky
Late December wishes
that are slowly floating by
Apricot horizons
glowing softly ‘cross the hill
Twilight born emotions
falling on this night so still
Sweet seductive touches
to caress my quivered skin
Satin slipper kisses
moist along my lips again
Silhouettes in moonlight
move in rhythm ‘pon the ground 
Whispers...

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Like dancers,
the elms lift their arms
skyward.
The oaks clutch the air
with gnarled fingers,
bony branches 
etched into the pastel evening.

It is time
to step forward, 
uncloaked,
my naked shadow
dancing
on the canvas of the world.

1/22/2017...

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Lilac perfumes the Summer's sultry air,
wafting fragrance upon the evening breeze.
And an indigo sky of flawless blue;
frames the emerald leaves atop the trees.

Sol melts like a nugget of molten gold,
slowly sinking into a sea of fire.
And ebony saturates the darkness;
as any lingering sunbeams expire.

The loud...

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A teal twilight inks cobalt silhouettes
while distant stars unveil their twinkling lights.
And shadows slink forth, melding with the night,
as a setting Sun feigns a scarlet death.

Pink clouds cluster at the horizon's edge,
garnering shades of cerise and purple.
And daylight shrinks to a brindled aura,
reflected in rusty...

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Upon her last sighs, she narrates cosmic 
sagas flowing within poetic veins.
She still remembers 
those idyllic evenings, 
engrossed in raining confessions, 
influenced by her shipwrecked heart, 
expressing scarlet 
sentiments that sail in silence,
across unruffled ink-stained waves,
amidst the endless oceans between 
their untouched silhouettes.

Her every desire...

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through silhouettes 
of scarlet hues
as the whispers
of day fade
to night

i curl myself
within your arms
blushed
with the fall

my kisses
tracing
the outline
of your soul

as i drift
in dreams
awaiting
an endless
dawn...

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Salacious silhouettes
inked by a dying sun;
merge with the shadows in
a synergy of hope.

Two inseparable
half-souls, morph into one;
subservient to the
whims of compliant hearts.

As romantic dreamers
seal their love with a kiss;
as calm waters reflect
a blood-stained, scarlet sky.

Twinkling stars confetti
the ebony of space;
and as darkness descends,
Dusk snuffs out...

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Lying still on the class room floor,
brown paper for a bottom sheet.
All the children were gathered round
and my outline was complete.

A cookie cutter girl was I
in bright black paten leather shoes;
with a gathered skirt, puffy blouse
of blue polka dotty hues.

Drawn silhouette, a paper doll,
not ashen...

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along the sunflower sunrises 
you can watch butterflies quiver as if they were nature's kites
I just hope that there’s another rootless person
who wakes to dance in the bloom of morning’s first lights

on days of fair cotton candy clouds 
you can fix your eyes past all...

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Starshine and silhouettes



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Trembles serenaded my heart
  before the coming storm
affection was blowing toward me
  with unburdened arms
in an unruffled evening with a fiery red sky
and continuous waves that drowned the shore

I embraced the silent space
  in a moment caressed
satiny rhythmic sounds, music from the...

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I saw you face your lover; you both made
a pattern quite distinctive in the dark.
Silhouettes on the window shade displayed
two hands that met two others; formed an arc.

The hands, from arms outreached, delivering
their upturned palms that now together pressed,
could not release nor stop their quivering,
anticipation...

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We danced on the silver-mooned balcony.
How perfect for our wedding anniversary!

The band music enclosed us like a seashell.
We were just silhouettes in black,...

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Autumn’s now here, waves lap the shore.

Your strong, warm, bronzed hand holds mine .

Our daughter, grown, loves us forever more.

Our grandson, now a teen, for him, I do pine.

May we live for many years, with kisses galore



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Night…to Morning
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Very often, 
my night hours
Keep awake,
Keep their occurrence
Until morning’s rise,
Keep their words 
Under darkness…and
Their poems wait,
Disregarding
Inspiration from
The luminant moon
In favor of the sun’s 
    birthing day.
I keep my sleep’s 
    dreams abloom 
In the acres of 
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