Best Sluicing Poems

Forth from the heaven, from the misty moorlands of all sacred woodland greens,
drop by drop by striking the pebbles and untouched vegetations oozes, 
the intoning...

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Warm damp hair
Dew drops hang from loose curls;
Refracting rays of golden summer
Dance across a placid surface

Enveloping cool caressing currents
As bronzed arms pump and glide
Buoyant form...

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“Beloved Femme Fatale”


Musk and Neroli satin skin spoons
Naked feet ‘neath The Pillars of Petra
She towers majestic above you, colours your grey skies
You are worshipping her...

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The beach at Orca Praia – Funchal Madeira

The powerful deep blue ocean
Expends its tidal force
Pounding down upon sea pebbles
With thud and smash so coarse

Watching from...

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Introducing Kenn Nesbitt, my choice for funny poet
Producing giggle poetry kids appreciate
Inducing guffaws that infect others with laughter
Sluicing silly nonsense on subjects kids can relate

Exciting...

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Summer's sun at noon is a wilting torture,
scorches earth and withers the flowers' faces.
Breath to whistle shrinks away, throats athirst are
choking for nurture.

Dessert's climate visits...

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In Dickensian time 
Upon sunset hour
Overshadowing Thames
Is London Tower
Blackened cobble streets
Shimmer in the rain
Big Ben at Westminster
Chimes an eight bells refrain

At Euston Station
A passenger alights
On...

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I seek a dip in the ocean
Its cold, aggressive waters are therapy
It seems all of my troubles can slip away
With the rift of the turbulent...

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Epiphanic thoughts
Erupting violently
Odd Conceptions
Chaotically dance 
Within confines of mind
Rendering indecision
Empty answers
Sallow questions
Sluicing freefall
Over bottomless precipice
Panicked emotion
Building pressures
Rasping hard
For control.
Descending 
Through austere winds
Terminal velocity
This raindrop hits
Exploding...

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after William Carlos Williams

My husband and daughter sleep
blind to the bleach 
of street lamps
and every wellspring headlight sluicing 
the dark

Pre-dawn but this cavity
chants of you...

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Today,
there are no rubber ducks
or mother's marigold skirts
to hide behind
as we once did.

In their place,
lurking dark and hoary,
a bathtub mist
updrafts thick with loose spores,
and mildew...

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Free them O' God!
For, the wind is spewed with ashes of hatred,
The bilboes that wait to bangle the innocents,
Hauling them down the barbed streets,
And caging...

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Stresses in dresses are not wanting streams today they are wanting to watch a film where animals sing. It is great to know that a...

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Softly
you enter the red tide, that sateen
landscape lithographed on the back
of eyelids.

Aging
means not caring anymore.

A sea of sidewalks await--
celestial and gray in the evening
tonality.

It always...

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Chasing , incandescent light
Crossing , narrow steep street
Purgation, the raison d'être
I shall see,  I shall see. 

(Eyes shut) 

Sluicing , the river ends
Splattering ,...

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