Best Sustenance Poems

Her lust for you is fierce.
She spreads it out before you
as if it were a lavish bridegroom’s dinner
of caviar, oysters and shrimp;
spears of warmed asparagus and
artichokes stripped of leaves to dip in luscious butter;
truffles too with fragrant muskiness;
all foods of succulence -  inciting appetite.

Her...

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My name is Aphrodite and
my offering to man
is fierce love.
I spread it out before you
like a lavish bridegroom’s dinner
with foods named aphrodisiacs rightly after me!
Caviar, oysters and shrimp;
spears of warmed asparagus and
artichokes stripped of leaves to dip in luscious butter;
truffles too with fragrant muskiness;
all foods...

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This night of misery my essence rapidly descending
Tears like summer rain cascading
O for this dark wintry night prolong
Breaking heart aches so forlorn

Circumstance, distance always impeding 
In silence apprehensive heart conceding 
Devoid of sustenance waiting in anguish
Quiescent alone in sorrow I languish

As posts interweave deferring
Father Time...

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It is said "beauty is in the eye of the beholder"
It's all in how we see life itself 
and what we indeed take from it too
Our relation to time - being and existence
Food to the metaphysical heart - Love
Truth to the mind - bringing peace
physical...

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A view of the ordinary, becomes the exception

Each glass puddles grief, made of iced, liquefied

Two have succumbed to the dark brimming tides

Three without umber, are bronzed into gold

Reviewed in formation, saluting in rows,

toast stands at attention, to satisfy souls  
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4/6/15
Sumitted For...

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I have seen many writers of late, (who struggle
To be taken seriously), interject "big" or unusual
Or fancy words into their prose in an effort to be
"Profound", or seem like they have a grand knowledge

Of just what it takes to be a wonderful writer, and
Here's the...

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The Sustenance of Memories 

Sights and sounds, familiar old smells. 
Dingy old pictures and Sunday school Bells. 

Hot summer days riding bikes in the street, 
warm summer nights, Mister Softee would treat. 

The smell of the pipe, Grand-papa would smoke, 
the connection between us, that...

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Leave me alone in the womb of my Muse!
Don't tug and pry and pull me away!
This Muse is my soul-self from outré dimensions.
Don't wrench me from food that I crave!

When I am with Muse, I'm so like an 
infant engorging with lusty abandon
to capture nutrition...

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search for sustenance
legs, feelers collaborate
green blend in disguise...

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Such a small gesture 
a cold bottle of water; 
It invigorates;
Refreshing swallow cuts sweat 
leaving lips once again wet;

There’s no replacement 
for a bit of ice melting; 
Dripping down your skin
a trail of chills and shivers, 
Your nerve endings awaken; 

Divinely flavored
a lingering taste of...

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I thank God for His gracious sustenance
Surely providing me His bounty’s abundance
Along His wellness of healthy satisfaction-extravagance
With His unceasing care showing timely deliverance.
  
I praise the Lord for His sufficing contentment
Truly granting me His blessings for spiritual fulfillment
Along His assurance affirmed by His Word's...

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There is
nothing wrong
when people
pray to
the sun or
pray to
the stars
for sustenance
tribal superstition nor
mere speculation
it is all
crafted and
connected
through the
hands of God
Indeed, all of it...

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Buzzfeeding sustenance (eating/drinking) beyond point of satiation

Bloated swollen cheeks
analogous to first Chinese Brother,
who swallowed the sea,
now non sequitur 
off beaten track i.e.
less apropos re: guarding
par for race course as if

ace driver won Grand Prix
latter referencing international
horse race for three-year-olds,
founded in eighteen sixty three
931 + 932...

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We eat and drink to stay alive
But we need more to truly thrive;
For though our drinking and our eating
Keeps that central organ beating,

We’re aware, despite each thud,
That hearts require more than blood.
With our brains, they intertwine,
Nature’s cleverest design,

Providing what we need to grow – 
Only...

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I made a paper tree of grief and
those now gone fill up each leaf..
Their faces, their lives, the people
I hold dear, have shaped it's
branches, year after year..
There isn't a root system to feed
my tree.
It's only sustenance is my memory.....

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