Best Smooths Poems

He welds and melts, pours and molds
In his "Conversations with My Soul"
He smooths the rough steel of syllables
Into a "Portrait" graced by his "Play on...

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Non-Toxic Love

Pecking order glances
Destroys friendship chances
Dissolves love, annuls romances.

Surviving smart as a fox…
Smooths that road of hard knocks…
So step out of the box.

Live above mental...

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Lavish locks sprawl pillowed in peace this morn.
Gently whiskered cheeks hint of last night's lipstick
Tensions banished blue grassy fiddling lingers
Let's take it easy

I'll make the...

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I recognize the subtleties of love
its reality
is easy to see.
An emotional gift sent from above
to both the frightened
and the enlightened.
I understand the desire for passion's...

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Hard-working, calloused hands 
firmly imprint ridges upon my back.
Your sandpaper face, like a fine file, 
smooths against my neck gently.
Like your rugged bristle terrain, 
my...

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Your hairy brown exterior
Belies the sweet interior

A gift to humans culinary
Or cocktail quite extraordinary

Your oil it smooths, caresses
A babies bum it blesses

Your cream is heaven...

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When one excites
 the other calms.
When one is worried
  the other soothes.
When one is rough
  the other smooths.

We go together
  like sweet...

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Picture a man’s solitary stroll on a sandy seaside,
Early time of day, just a short time after low tide,
Water almost calm, gentle waves lapping the...

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THE TIDES OF TIME

Willy nilly the aging process
Smooths and recycles the sharp edges of life
And re-sorts our big troubles and small.
The ebb and flow of...

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We are all improbable in our own way, 
and who can augur the future?  
I never could have laid out my course in advance,...

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A light with bite that wounds the eye
is breaker borne. Ashore,
this bright morning burns
black holes upon the retina:
sun spots that dot the dunes.
My vision sweeps,...

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My Frenemy

My Frenemy sits beside me, cool and quiet
Even as I write this.

My Frenemy smooths my thoughts and whispers new ideas into my head
But... also...

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Oasis at noon

What a wonderous quiet place it is
the heart of a palm oasis
skirted trees stand guard about
keeping dusty heat without
holding shaded cool within

a small...

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Unquotable quotes: Paris, the last week of the August reprieve – XXXV Part Two
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“I open the door and cross the threshold of imagination”

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Lavish locks sprawl pillowed in peace this morn.
Gently whiskered cheeks hint of last night's lipstick
Tensions banished...

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