Best Stillest Poems

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I gazed
I saw
The little rose petal
Red, violet, blue, pink, white
Colours hazed
Flying by the lip of the bridge

Put my palm 
to own it
Zoom! It shuns
just...

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Drape over lonely hours, gloom of night
The silence that succumbs me takes its toll
I am left with stardust shed from starlight
Words behind me, left as...

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The hardest of cold hearts can burn,
The stillest of dark souls can shake
The slightest sway of waves that turn,
Can cause the toughest rocks to break

The...

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I feel unease, when trees creek so 
(The stillest slice of night cuts deep)
As wind chimes chatter to and fro 
From dusk till dawn my...

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I'm thinking of Genesis where God recorded His work.
"and the evening and morning were the first, second, third... day"
on throughout the six days of Creation.
And...

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Placid pond, the stillest place on earth.
Don't hate the pond scum, appreciate it's worth.
If you want to be with me, then just be with me.
I...

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The stillest slice of night cuts deep
  Alone with only mirrored thoughts
     Reflecting all that softly weep 
  The...

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Well, she's all sweet and sexual, wants not just fun
 but adventure too. Mind is full of passion fruit.
I have no doubt that I love...

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Grandpas ghost sits at the dusty chair.

He gazes out the stain glass window.

Smoke rolls from his wooden pipe and collects in the sun beams.

He is...

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God to me is everything 
In as much as is nothing 
You will feel love everywhere
If you look it is nowhere 

God to me is...

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Standing in the tallest grass
With whispers, phantoms in the wind
I held aloft my one true love's last wish:
   That I come find her...

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Now burst forth your long-suffocated song, 
You gagged lips with mute anthems sweet! 
Speak of your celestial lays with angels high
In stillest skies above men's...

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**There is tropical warmth and listless life**
In the city this morning of July 9th 2020
The poet finding her hidden voice,
searching for the correct words,
Just to...

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With my mouth
Gone quiet
So to the light
With a click
I lay my head down
Waiting for the quietest hour
I close my eyes
And see again
The day’s events
From woe...

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Seems like always I sit in the same lonely chair, 
but no one ever hears me, 
sees me or feels my presence; 
I might as...

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