Best Synchronising Poems

I can feel it I can hear it
I can dream it I can see it
day and night, week and week
I drown in this bloody sea
I die in this ocean of tears
I swim in the dead of sorrow
the synchronising melody of death
is like an anthem to...

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Fashion shoe treads imprinted on the bisque beach 
global longtitude/latitude design airborne print in flight
Honeycomb print slowly pacing synchronising footsteps
Concentric wave prints grouping Fine detail pattern soul 
beside clearly printed  diamond  fishbone sports design
Heavily studded  trail souls tread along large  paw...

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My passions murmured in her screams
Haunting the oceans of my dreams
Fishing with strawberries and cream
Aquatic fantasies swiftly releasing steam

As she glides netted in my sinews
Lubricated, she flings her exotic, oiled fins 
I dive eyes blazing, guiding me to her lips 
I hold my breath into...

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Synchronising melodies
are sounds that words could never be
their operatic symphony
is calmer than the bluest sea

Now music in its purest form 
flows through me like a waterfall
becoming a vibrant thunderstorm 
rearranging my minds thinking wall

Some music sooths my metal strain
while others wake my tired brain
some music...

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The pen and page of a poet



This is the page that takes the words,
So they are put down in their place;
Where they are seen and tone attached,
That weaves into a story to be told.
And reader will interpret as they will;
To judge the inked impression made,
All...

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Inner Sanctum.
.
Deep within all us there is a treasured secret place
Where the curse of time can stand still 
And the harsh infernal din of life
Haste no home or face
Dissipating the clutter that disturb the burdened mind
Drifting away letting go 
Leaving realty far behind
Being at one...

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As I toss a silver coin into the mango contoured fountain, a lilac laden tone
that reeks of flower garden ether archly probes.
“What somersaults bewitch those forehead rivulets when synchronising waves of rhythmic thought?”
Psychic or clairvoyant
on this steamy summer’s day probing quizzically behind her crystal shades.
She...

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       silence synchronising ……

              sublime solitude ~

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