Best Sings Poems

In riming realms 
of crystal contemplations -
frozen water-vapor meditations
and chilled flutes 
filled with zodiacal-light musings 
of ancient cosmic dust 
dancing in the arms of Sol..

windswept operatic reveries
rise and fall
as her stirring soprano
tickled by the chanting of icicle chimes
gathers momentum
in strengthening sprays
of frosted musical notes adrift...

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When sleep deserted me
I crawled out of my bed unseen
To delve into the crevices of the dark
With the curiosity of an explorer
And the near comatose of a somnambulist
I walked up and down the steep slopes of the night
Like a night watchman
Without a lantern in hand.


When...

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If on this eve of glistened skies
when crystal snowflakes fall
Amidst the hush of tempered sighs
where heartbeat whispers call

Your mind is lost another place
as moonbeams dance above
In wishes that you long to trace
of visions filled with love

Remember as the evening nears
and stars reflect your smile
Within the...

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A white dove flies gracefully across vision
Shines as transparent pieces of ivory joy

I give you a Candle of Love, for inspire and encourage you
Blown gently upon a soft warm lovely breeze 

Falling slowly like a ripe apple 
With sad confusion, I promise you heaven

Everything will...

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Medicine of this soul faraway with a dream seventh Heaven looking across a sea
the other night went for a walk strolling against a cold wind distant thoughts

Crying seagulls on the beach looking around even snow lying in the sand 
it was quite an awakening cold...

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To hear the surf or trill of spring’s new birds;
A cat’s soft purr or strong and stirring words;
Endearments whispered; songs so cute I grin,
My heart sings out as joy wells up within.

To see the sun fall, gorgeous on the sea;
An unexpected rainbow over me;
A moving...

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Cobwebs of thoughts dangle in forlorn corner
Spun by emotions that surrendered long ago
Still hanging out, anguished, in grip of throes
Engrossed in silence while gazing night skies
Admiring how they once painted astral designs
Brush stroking delight by sheer hint of eyes
Until the silken threads of lives ripped...

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My heart sings lines of poetry
Inside my head I dance carefree
The grass is cool between spry toes
Serene adrift a purple rose
How summer days so quickly flee

Astray a breezy melody
Stir charming notes of fantasy
As 'neath blue skies the river flows 
My heart sings

A chickadee and honeybee
In...

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With flow and rhythm, poems can sing,
Music to ears: sounds are heard,
Euphoric eruptions it may bring,
Quintessentially spoken every word.

With words and lines, poems can rhyme
Caress the senses, soothe the eyes
In so few letters, through all times
Poems create images, soar the skies

Evoking emotions is what they’ll...

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  When perfumed pearls rest within tulip twilight,
star-speckled gems mirror jade moonlight.
Listen to the rain-kissed springs
as dawn the breeze brings.
Rhyme of heart
sings
abstract art
within warmth of wings~
fluttering ruby red rings,
shifting through mists of hazy midnight
when perfumed pearls rest within tulip twilight.. ...

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Little things in life are best of all,
As watching autumn leaves, snowflakes fall,
Or reading of Cinderella at the ball,
Or other legends that grew so tall-
My heart sings when robins call!

Church bells chime on Sunday morn;
In it, our hopes are born.
Who sought with variety to adorn,
Bird...

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Old Poet, His Art And Why He Composes Til Death Sings

With pen and paper he writes as rushes a rising tide
his true heart wide open and sworn to nothing ever hide
always loyal to those humble, hard working, verses true
full of poetic history, even a tale...

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Upon a deep blue rose, a scented song,
so delicate of harmony and sweet;
a melody, whose strains of love replete
I mused upon. To whom could it belong?
To claim such ballad ought have felt so wrong,
but I could ne’er its memory delete;
each note an echo in my...

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MY SPIRIT SINGS

Almond eyes speak: "Take me home please--
bonnie green fields where I may wander,
chasing butterflies and darting dragonflies
dearly gazing to blue and orange streak skies.
Everyday, I will find some daffodils
fixing and tucking one to my ear,
grin painted on my face as I look
hungrily to...

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WAITING SINGS ALONG WITH TORMENT

Each night aroma of jonquils arrive to tickle me
yet no console as I am a slave to your absence
as bright full moon slowly slit the dormant sea
in the field of black, hours, I crave for your essence.

The cold breeze of December...

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