Best Swathed Poems

A fire blazes behind the veil 
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This veil I wear
is not made of cloth
for no fabric could withstand
the incendiary passion
I command

It's self-imposed
not forced
no man's hand
would...

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(For Competition 'And then I opened THAT door', sponsor- John Lawless)


My relationship had broken down, when love ran out of gas
so down life's dark and...

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When cyan night's 
raspberry moon
is dipped in softness 
of the afterglows, 
I gaze at that glossy
first evening star between 
creamy fingers of 
my cherry palm,...

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On my heart, a winter swathed 
palm
Her spring flowers only right for 
When chill itself dons out windblown—
Attached there by my faithful arm.
Green there and...

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Wedding Night in Raqqa

Cyclonic violet vision

Etheral and immortal

She swirls her sand baked torso.

Evoking the initial collision of primordial seed,

Swathed in gossamer purple veils,

Writhing to the...

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There was a place I used to know,..
where summer evenings 
spoke in long shadows that were heard by the sun
blending dark into light
Where sweet grass,...

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In the Calm of Blue

Under a soft serene sky I lie
swathed in a blanket of white clouds.
Sing me a sweet lullaby,
and free me of all...

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a bright crimson cloak  ~
swathed around foreign lands
the roman empire  ~...

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Then ...
Where were you?
Don't you know how diligently I looked ...
How I begged for fate to pity me?

Every face, every curve, every eye glint and...

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Crackling, crunchy leaves confetti the ground
as skeleton trees rattle their bare bones.
And gusty winds howl like a soulful hound
while kids mope indoors, glued to their...

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O the sunset...the sunset...the carnelian sunsets
how I long to hold them in my hand...so when you are blue...so blue
so deep dark blue...you can come to...

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Who will unravel the tangled skein
These silken threads of thoughts?
Each strand possesses a special sheen
But is obscured by knots..

The day seems done before it starts
The...

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A zephyr skipped along, midday,
      Rose-daubed my cheek in ides of May,
        ...

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All was hushed this eerie dawn
For ash had claimed the day
Disguising shape and muffling noise
Enshrouding all in grey--
Long the haze had swathed the cliffs
In veils...

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~they embraced in their dalliance~
her appetency held a depth so deep he just couldn’t 
resist placing his hands around her barren waste
(she reaches for him...

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