Best Souvenirs Poems

Now, Spring an echo of a crazy dance
Its music still wrapping the soul in  trance.

Sweet the taste of a season of pure feel
The scent...

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As 
I watch
the waves crash
and unfold gems
in neon blue dust
across ivory shores
silky reflections scatter
upon moon glazed tides in cadence
and flaming twin stars whirl in circles
sprinkling...

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When I got home from camp today,
My parents almost died.
They asked me how I got this way,
And here's what I replied:

"This little cast from heel...

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Souvenirs of Love  …
I keep them all in a locked mahogany casket
It gets harder to open with my arthritic fingers
Yet every day I turn...

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One day we will be, forever silent.
Where would we be without poetry?

As a child, I buried my heart,
drained from games death would play -
in adulthood,...

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When nature wilts into 
                  a colorless haven,...

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Time keeps crawling
Time thaws fleeting days 
Days with daisy hope
Days where you fall
Fall to rise again
Fall in perfumed dreams
Dreams forgotten
Dreams lost in silence
Silence that sings
Silence...

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C ountry roots beckon regrets of past transgression
O ne-way ticket meant to soothe my innermost obsession
M emories of you not fading with passing of the...

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When silver waves of crystalline crescent
     emanate rhapsodies glazed in
        Jupiter light.. reflections
 ...

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This Aphrodite rose
slowly unfurls
pink ombre balms
of sun-kissed 
springfalls, 
as the luminous 
lake of tears
cascade in 
exotic wreaths 
of honey-soaked
velvety sepals, 
there succulent seeds
of zestful dawns...

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An empty bench is never homeless~
               as it shelters golden prints...

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My Handicap Beach


As I lay here and look out the window from our hotel at the absolutely amazing view..
It makes me wonder how something so...

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As the tides slowly recede

Remnants left upon the shore

Reflecting beneath the sunlight

That bathes them now, from beyond the once obscure depths

Shimmering and glistening, souvenirs to...

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Is there a junkyard for old tiaras and outdated ball gowns?
Where does Beauty go when age has taken her crown? 
Removed atop her head and...

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Your lover’s drawing straws without you, better bid farewell;
he’d never time for rhyme or reason, so it’s just as well.
Slip out the curtained window quick,...

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