Best Sparkly Poems

POTW 22rd April 2018

 To right the wrongs of love no flawless gauge exists 
Though visions unfulfilled can leave one bereft
With tears of remorse for...

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Laughing, dancing, having the time of her life,
Faerie Fun went from mushroom house to toadstool cottage,
Spreading joy,
Playing with everyone
In a kind and pleasant way.
There was...

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Where cradled canyons sing
Of ebony wood in the forest
There lies a gurgling spring
Where cockcrows sing their chorus
To the melody of singsong birds
There I’ve concealed my...

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My great, great Aunt had a lovely old home,
with many a wonderful story,
hidden within its walls.

A Victorian, architectural designers dream;
vaulted ceilings, full of ghosts;
where spirit...

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The.isolated moon in the far arc of her epogee,
As she searches Earth's surface in cold winter's hemisphere,
She bites her tongue of protest of what she...

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A poem unlived
is a poem merely written -- 

sustenance our words

let the body digest with heartfelt
regurgitation – a poem unlived
is a poem merely written
 
as...

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There once was a bear
Who was loved for his shoes 
To a girl he was gifted
Just her cuddly muse

On a once rainy day
With a shelter...

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Once upon a midnight, ghostly,
Partied many, dead ones mostly.
Feasting in the graveyard, sprightly,
White eyed werewolves gorged, engrossedly.

In the bone yard, drab and squalid,
Apparitions (staring stolid
Neath...

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Open lotuses of purple and indigo hues 
casting spells beneath lawny skies of midnight blue  
each brilliant star more sparkly then the next by...

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Fresh lavender, vibrant peonies, towering sunflowers, 
Mystery unnamed flowers, and a sweet young girl in the center of it all. 
You would think among all...

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I stare at my baby’s perfect bald head,
Watching her chest rise and fall,
Her precious lips poised for her next feeding.
I wonder if this is my...

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**The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched - they must be felt with the heart.** "Helen Keller"


How...

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A man comes up to me and says: I believe in God
Nice for you! :I say to him, but I feel the urge to jog
What...

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Love Spell.        

By Pippa Gray 

He's the soul for which I wait.
I'll feed him darkest sabre grapes
and lead...

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Summer is here with its extended day light
Mountains are giving up on their accumulated stock of snow piles
The river is gushing with vigor carrying fresh...

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