Best Swooning Poems

Oh! how love has bloomed—

fantasies like wild flowers plucked
a collection of candlelight craves and desires
fill a wistful star-maiden’s basket;
a bouquet of white asters from Orion’s...

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Let's All Drink to Lockdown 
by Jan Beaumont ©

I'm normally a social girl
I love to meet my mates
But lately with the virus here
We can't go...

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Grace had floated royal 
among the sweet summered months,
and not a moment had passed
without the nectar of love;

Three feathered lords so fledgling
white-black,
sleeping white at noon,
'neath...

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Like ballerinas airdropped from on high, 
Snowflakes pirouette to damask the air, 
Tutued geometries dimpling the sky, 
Veil our stinging eyes with arabesque fair. 
Downy...

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Raven orchids drape the night,
fraying in the high petals
of swooning fronds.
I sit beneath a daffodil porch light,
a blood moon blushing tangerine
in a field of white...

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A contrast between imagined beauty
When the moon kisses shadows of your feet 
But these fantasies remain forever beyond reach
Dancing under starlight as they wink 
The...

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"Barefoot in the Bushfires of the Vanities"



Heat rises slowly to rapture flames licking and teasing
Blue Ghostgums to stretch and crack wide open
as Fire spreads molten...

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I knew you from a distant dream
The sweet streams cry out
The dumb rocks perspire with dew
My heart flutters in your comely grace
You're more beautiful than...

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 I love you as I love the warbling birds of spring
That tones sweet the fragrant hours of day
Just like the Trini flower's soft murmurings
On...

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The sweet bells hung upon the soft woven air
The streams in recite and the cold plucked tear
From your pure brown eyes, softly as you wept
As...

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Dozens of gallant white tulips swooning
Promising fragrant notes to ponder
Fiery stains of red passion tattooed 
Whistling breeze freshens her view

Last petal standing determines her fate
Daisy...

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The wind is in the west 

   and the moon large and low,

   the tapered horizon aglow

   with the...

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VIII

In the minds fixed eye I see five newly discovered graves,              
Headless...

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"Blooming"



In the quietening 
of my days
there is a dream 
there he whispers 
cutting tales 
with sharp teeth
in my mind 

in he swims in calm waters
at...

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"Crazy is as Crazy does" 


Crazy is as Crazy does

poets and musicians 
come undonne
fresh plots 
till the soiled, their artful 
passion twists

a je ne sais...

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