Best Star Crossed Poems

(this is a form called Swap Quatrain, where first
line's phrases swap in the last line of each stanza)

In shadows’ veils, at end of night,
sweet Moon removes her modest light
and softly, yet again, exhales -
at end of night, in shadows’ veils.

As she departs, her love’s released
to...

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       Such deep, impassioned, love
       startles our mortal ways.
       Could we possibly have that
       same eternal love?
    ...

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After many cold winters, they met again, 
Under the poplar tree on a starry moonlit night.
Though they had planned it over many a time,
It came to fruition after such long lapse of years. 

Once they loved as no lovers could ever
In devotion, never had they...

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But her glass was more empty than full;
Romeo left her a burden to pull.
In the amber swirls she saw despair.
‘Twas then his dagger she did snare.

Here in a dark and lonely tomb,
she was a bride and he, her groom.
She could not live without him;
it would...

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It was in a different era from today’s when two soul mates met -
a time when a single woman could afford no blemish on her reputation.
For them to meet in public would require a trusted friend to be their sentry,
for one of them was engaged...

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Our eternal souls are dust from a falling star
To once part and come back together from afar
Here is two imperfect hearts and souls
 That when together they are whole
Will it be fate or destiny as this story unfolds
Both hearts and souls which was once complete...

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To hold your warmth in my hand
This love of ours, totally unplanned
Our lives are set but so far apart
How can you suddenly sneak into my heart
The secrets the lies I tell to see you
You, so calm, are you untrue
You send shivers that ripple all down...

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darkness yells out the daylight
charcoal pencil images
join to dance within the void
shadows kissing in thin air
on this black magic evening
suddenly they disappear
star crossed - like silhouettes lit

08~11~2014
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“The heaventree of stars” (in Ulysses as said Joyce)
“hung with humid nightblue fruit” (ah that Bloomian voice)
could evoke a masterpiece the world has come to know,
The Starry Night, so treasured now, by Vincent van Gogh…

In Vincent’s time that painting left even him bemused,
since a ‘failure’...

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Two souls met on the causeways of living;
     and then by the end of their fateful meeting
a spore of love in him for the giving
     sprung, and sprouted like hope by chance repeating:—
for him, 'twas a meeting...

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Not a day goes by I don't think of you
you have permeated my fortress and walk freely in all its rooms
(examining it's furnishings)
how did I allow you entry without the
usual search scan and seizure ?
I'ts like a foreign substance and all
my antibodies are seeking to...

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Chilly mornings color us all in whispers of frost,
Enlivening spirits to feel pleasantly star crossed

Breathing hope through the silent dawn’s beckoning,
Miraculous music praises and raises bar crossed

Passion caresses the soul with pure sweet serenity,
Sparkling bliss that rides the cloudy memoir crossed

Satisfaction graces the moments with...

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This is a Romer & Juliet Poem.
I love that book.
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Victims of fate,
Running out of hope.
Hoping to get back together,
To be with their loved one forever.
Wishing to hold on to each other,
These star-crossed lovers. 
 

The plans that never worked,
The ideas that had failed.
Soon this entire...

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The heavenly firmament where the ocean meets
remains steadfast and tolerant
never changing and yet can count the stars. 

Alone in splendor, repose a brief sojourn,
under a blue-green pinion balmy air
has slightly fluttered moving ethereal tides.

Star-crossed lovers move step by step in movements
of the celestial bodies, but...

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He prowls around in search of something undisclosed.
So wrong for him to even want this, the way he does.
He spots her from a distance,
Perched high upon a precipice.
In dire need for what is now known to him as devine love.

She is innocence and purity in...

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