Best Swooning Poems

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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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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 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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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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 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...

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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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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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 For Thy Hand, This Romantic Letter Sent
  (In Collaboration with Keith O. J. Hunt)

Always this, your dainty hand was most desirous goal
Depths of...

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L'Empéreur s'amuse

(after Victor Hugo)

For the banished ones, of stubborn resistance,
France is far off.  The tomb is near.
But don’t worry, Prince.  Enjoy your existence.
In...

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'O starry night ----
  with the soul of the world in your silver eyes,
  I came with nothing this ancient trek,
  this...

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WHERE WERE YOU IN THE SEVENTIES

i was between a tween and adult, in the house of the hudson valley,
and music was my main man,

i would...

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Escaped! furtive glances
   Manifest of enchanted trances
Arrested by crimson faces averted
   Too soon, too soon, they'd flirted

The air yearned with sensation
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Flitting and buzzing in a 
playful, poetic dance
a whirr of delicate wings 
crescendos and decrescendos
among a colorful carpet of
sumptuous, silky petals. 

Daring drones speed dizzily...

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"Just living is not enough, said the butterfly fairy...one must have sunshine, freedom and a little flower"  Hans Christian Anderson


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already naked
estimating time
of arrival suggest
coordinates for my
backyard positioning of
my uncoordinated body
leaving a bit of flexibility
in case of a need for any
slight rearrangements i
might need to...

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"Times Square was magnet to rejoicing
hearts, as mine was on that day the victors 
came. With roses, red, as were perhaps,
my cheeks, I vowed each...

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She was a dairymaid, oh so sweet;
many a year ago.
Her figure was trim, her hair was neat,
with ringlets tied up in a bow.
And many a...

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"The Swoon Hypothesis" - Part 2



Arimathea stands next to you and I on the deck, soon we are back in Nazareth, you press into my...

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It is like a drunk
or addict reaching that 'so called' stopping off point. That point
where one can't imagine life with or without the fix. Writing...

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"The Chalice of Murdered Crows"





How many moonbeams
would it take to overflow 
my chalice bathe me naked
dew kissed diamond glistening
bare skin freedom feet seeking
my missing, slow...

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The petal has floated into a new vast world
The wind of harmony uplifts the petal
The petal is drifting with serendipity 
The petal is in love

Bliss...

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I love you the best, but you LIE with your invites

Leisurely you come to entice my taste bud and hijack my brain
Oblivious to the addiction...

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