Best Smoulders Poems

Continued from Part 2
Ah Consuela! I’m watching as lightning at midnight in green Spanish eyes
kindles cracks within crystals like flashes from pistols
                 residing inside of the gloom
as it hovers above us betraying a dove as
                 she flees from the fountain of doom.

Ah Consuela! I’m watching,...

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The fire crackled and spat out embers
that gleamed brightly in the hearth.
Yet unattended they soon died away
to become dull grey ash particles.

Just like a fire need laying and tending
so too does love to help it strongly flourish.
Careful layering of dry tinder and
a few wisps of...

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Some things in life you cannot fix,
so we burn blemished bridges.
Throw leftovers into bonfires,
watching silent embers blaze in
grandiose gold and orange flames.
Wait, as toxic smoke smoulders clear....

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Fire in the Blood

How we love your warming glow 
Yet know that we must fear you so
For you would set our hearts ablaze
With your subtle creeping ways

The warming glow the heart desires
Not roaring anger of your fires
Somewhere between we must control
For either side would steal...

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Love spills over
pouring from a cobwebbed heart
nowhere to go from where it flows
but in sensual empty words
touching strangers souls
Verses of passion escape
fuelling a fire that never glows
but smoulders in jealous embers
Romance and desire gushing
from every pore,dispersing like seeds
that blow in the wind falling into 
desolate...

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Those who savour do know well the taste, 
The rest may form but the images abstract; 
Unsubstantial eyes penetrate deep into realities, 
But the carnal look with superficial glance. 
Spent I time pondering over the baffling puzzle, 
Whom He created the Master Scheme for? 

One...

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What If There Was No Tomorrow? - The Polar Ice ‘Cap’

- this time it’s burnt and curled upon a new head. The 
sweet smoke of his sugarloaf effigy black as night, 
surrounded by a material red trim, below Parliament houses 
blows political greed into fiery...

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Her hair, her beautiful blonde curls, 
Her hair drapes to her butterfly shoulders.
And I stand beside her, a quiver, 
As my love, my lion hearted love, smoulders.

Her lines, her wine glass curves, intoxicate,
Get me drunk with anticipation.
Waiting for her wave to break, 
And surf our...

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Inglenook 

She, the face in the embers, 
The remnants of a raging fire,
Smoulders like a cigarette
Between lips of lustful desire. 

Where men stoke in gay abandon, 
Pokers hot as blacksmiths arms, 
To fade and die in the ashes, 
The inglenook of her charms. 

Breathe, breathe,...

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In commemoration of your eighteen years
I will weave you a story fit for all ears
Of a special girl who is very much loved
A precious gift who was sent from above

A fallen angel who we are blessed to be
That her soul chose us, her family
A cousin,...

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Seasonal  Change 

Autumn  fades bring  winter  skies,
Gone  the amber filtered  clouds
The birds  migrate, leave  chill  behind,
For warm  up  north a mate  to  find

Charcoal smoulders  capture  peaks 
A  mountain ...

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Drawn to the graves

Unbeknown clarity develops like root canal treatment
festering wounds and scull bones loom on the route

In reason and feeling I have no choice but to venture
an ancient drill grinds away carbon in my father’s grave

Gravity certainty narrative German post war collective
guilt betrayal crimes...

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Broken tooth 
From fist once loved
Scars in unseen ways.

Trust betrayed
Inflict harm
Lost in emotions maze

Respect denied
Flows both ways
Diminishing esteem.

Sadness seeps
To aching marrow
Laughs a far off dream

Soul deep anger
Smoulders darkly
Sustaining life long pain
Time goes on Fades memory
Deep wounds, though, still remain....

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Detrimentally captive,
 wrapped in tinsel, hung from the beams and force fed laxatives, 
the obscene dream of relapsin, 
relinquished orgasmic compatriots glancing over their shoulders at the advancing boulders 
as the romance smoulders. 
They told her and told her it's over it's over but she...

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Victor Von Doom is looking for trouble,
he wants to turn the world into rubble.
He begins to unleash his evil wrath,
causing carnage to buildings in his path.
Inflamed with hate for the Fantastic Four,
he wants to smash Reed Richards to the floor.
The army is no match for...

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