Best Splendour Poems

The Guardian
		Melodic lullabies echo	
		As heart strings strum secret chords
		As transcendental images appear
		Stargazers are lost for words
		Kaleidoscopic Illuminations
		Paint the sky in optimistic light
		Hope descends in serene...

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I know you're not here

but you are in my heart 

so 

you are always with me

i'll just slip into you

with these words.
 
I know 
there...

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She drifts in radiance
waking nightfall with palette's hues,
tresses of amber flames drip of vibrant
sensation… and so, in the glide
of  July nestling on grass and...

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When winter paints those frosty ferns on my windowpane
I find myself a little girl up on your lap again
In that old house there by the...

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Why should one wish the days to pass
Of lush and verdant meadow grass
And butterflies with stained glass wings
Which autumn's burnished hues outclass? 

A summer breeze...

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I've dreamt dreams in my life 
till you forgotten who I am
the smooth curves of my lips 
and roses in my hair.
You've dreamt dreams in...

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When winter paints those frosty ferns on my windowpane
I find myself a little girl up on your lap again
In that old house, where you wove...

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’Tween hither and thither we wended our way
skipping, dancing through sand dunes, in seascape croquet.
While woven in waves watching dolphins at play
I first tasted her...

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I look through my prism
Still I can not see
All of your vibrant colours

I wish for the beauty of a sunrise
To see the brilliance of flowers...

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O glorious Autumn of melancholic 
Gold -
All abouts the brightly lit
Woodlands
Your wonderful artistry behold!
Tinted bronzes,
Darting between awkward firs
Of sobering Evergreen,
Loiter inside mauve havens
Splashed with palest...

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It was around mid April
The weather almost fair.
The song of nature calling
Came flowing through the air.

The splendour of the mountains,
Their charm could not resist
And even...

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Speak not of glorious visions past. 
The dark remorse of woe 
into the nightly splendour fades, 
Where now, I too must go.

Weep not the tears...

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Flowers In Your Hair, Gold Dust On Your Trailing Gown
 ( Robert Lindley and Nicola Byrne )

Flowers in your hair, gold dust on your trailing...

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POTD 4th Nov 2019

Vanquishing all reservation
 twilight's prelude heralds
 shadowy anticipation
of a secret amorous thirst
He surrenders once more
to his darkest desires 
amplifies the sultry ambiance
with...

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As last surviving acorn,
I hang about all day.
My skin is smooth and swarthy
Beneath a chic beret.
Horse chestnuts call me puny
But I don’t really care
For Mother...

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