Best Softening Poems

To watch the early nightfall peep, as I
Relish the scent of air passing nearby, 
While verdant grassland breathes of newborn hay 
Unwinding the busy haze of Friday;
The ripple of homespun hours wafts and then 
A dappled sky folds plates undone,
Till softened kisses moist a wheezing...

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walking on eggshells
floating in the stream
whispering babbles
caressing 
upon earth

faraway eyes
in the mist
sparkles beautiful
heart and soul
flowing to
inner depths

reflecting 
in the deepest beauty
silent words
so loving 
within

as the emerald ocean swells
mirror upon one's heart
greeting the stream
flowing so amazingly
rising in waves
fall outwards
to you

an amazing woman
opening the envelope
a treasure
within 
the...

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In times likes these when
even my own heart stands still
and tells nothing; it

likewise refuses 
to beat the rhythm of life
I need to see your 

voice, to touch your 
words, to find my solace in 
the warmth of your scentful skin....

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The air is still;
No sound is heard save
	The pecking of the feathered.
The atmosphere so thick as softening gelatin;
The air is still, still, chill.

Calm, a state delicious to ordinarily seek
Now filled with apprehension.
Faith cries “Do Not Be Afraid!”
One human experience cries fear, fear!

It is the still...

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We look to scriptures to quieten mind,
as affirmations are comforting,
until we get to cessation,
relinquishing lower mind.
What remains is presence,
unfettered, unbound,
one with the flow,
stillness slow,
quiet
now
~
thus
gently
here and now 
alive, aglow,
with no agenda,
save to savour flavour
of the flow of life throbbing
as we watch it’s pulse rise and fall;
a...

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a little bit of this
and a little bit of that
mix it but don’t jinx it
buzzing about like a gnat

14-January-2023...

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Looking back at life lived so far, 
we fear we have drifted afar. 
Boon now bane, gift of thought, a curse;
heed musings of the universe!

That that comes and goes, unreal, 
so invoke bliss that holds appeal. 
Resting then narrow thought forms terse,
heed musings of the...

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