Best Stretches Poems

Sunday evening stretches and yawns
  drowsy as a tender fawn
Who frolics and plays throughout the day
  then curls up midst leaves to lay

While sleep overspreads her dewy head
  constellations crisscross above her head
How sweetly angels sing in her soft ears
  a moonstruck smile o'er her lips appears


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In pure solitude, where the wilderness stretches,
I find myself without the burden of worldly duties, just me and my thoughts,
Whispers rising like mist from a tranquil lake at dawn,
The intimate sources of the soul reveal their deep calling,
My response intertwines with the lives surrounding me, understanding,
That the earth is the great connector of existences, source...

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Which Stretches Farther
By Franklin Price
2/9/2017

Which stretches farther, skin or rubber?
Answer discovered by a Bubba
Helps with that ethnicity
To know of elasticity

Did his research with much care
Bred a donkey and a mare
Then tied his ass off to a post
And walked five miles so he could boast

Bubba thought that stretch quite far
Rubber would snap, fall to the tar
Had...

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The landscape stretches 
 Her range out beyond sight
While notably 
Visible along the horizon 
   to the left and right,

She moves on away 
Dancing 
Into the traveling dimensions 
      of time 
Toward realms
Where language has yet to be
Any more than merely humming —
  And 
Any signals, any...

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The dew lingers upon the grass
Fog boils around the trees
Cool dampness permeates the morn's air
A buzzing tune comes from bees

The spider has repaired his web 
It hangs suspended secure
One touch can mean food, despair, or
Much more work to endure

The foggy moist flows through and on 
A web built like a net
Did man observe the design?
Learn...

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Dewy-eyed, dragged on
With gaze upon 
Spectre brighter than a noonday
I caught her soul entwined in the web
But lack what to say, like a play

Even with this swift communion of a babe
Entangled in the slying-coyness
I still let her feel the beat of my shyness
Trapped in the stillness of her eyes 

But not to let go for...

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In your absence, a ragged purple dusk stretches over the soul,
And is petrified, reliving at the frozen window of a heart invaded by silence,
I close my eyes, and the air becomes the cold silk of evenings once bright with a star,
While your memory, a sifted cloud, wraps itself gently over times futilely unwound.
I have locked...

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In the depth of the shadow that stretches when words are made sense of and then cast aside,
Silence dresses over our dreams, ethereal strands subtly strung and pierced through,
Desire boils and yearns to be noticed, forgetting through its inferno, the purity of thought,
On the throne of self-abandonment, philosophy is sidelined, silently, clandestinely sold.
Love, we demand...

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The day yawns
stretches...
like a flower
petals upturned
ghostlike vapors
drift away
Bullfrogs croak
My dog slumbers...

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In the labyrinth of appearances, life stretches like a carpet of shadows,
I still dream of walking barefoot through storms of stellar chaos,
letting stones embroider my skin with love in shades of amethyst,
the ash of yesterday erases the traces of relentless lightning,
the ignorance of loneliness swallows the stars on the mysterious horizon.
Entrusted to the tormentor, I...

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In the shadow of the night that stretches its darkness around,
With the whisper of stars dancing in a muted sound,
I struggled like a bird caught in a silk dream,
With a heart full of desires weaving oases within its seam.
Beneath the studded heavens, your visage I did behold,
Like a vision in dreams, deeply I would enfold,
To...

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In the depths of the mind stretches an ocean of shadows and lights,
where thoughts flow like endless rivers of questions,
there, where the schizophrenic soul struggles, caught in a vortex,
trying to find a corner of peace among the confusing waves.
He is a castaway on the sea of broken dreams,
where each moment is a drop of restlessness...

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In the quest for love, every man stretches his dreams,  
Not just a spark of attraction, but a love that traverses the soul,  
A love felt in the pulse of the heart, in the breath of the night,  
In every thought born and every sensation that vibrates.  
But often, we lose...

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The way a shadow stretches,
When sunlight shudders down,
Can make the horns of a devil
Look like the sporks of a crown....

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As the central pillar of throbbing bliss
vivifies form with magnetic electricity 
devoid of resistance nodes celebrate
each manifesting hue of their divinity

Joyful presence in vibrant emptiness 
views the divine dance at play within
all the doing that is done is in stillness 
as renews each moment bliss ignition 

There are no doubt endless mysteries
awaiting curiosity within us...

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