Best Syrupy Poems

punctuation walks
on eggshells
when
words like
               water
      ...

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I am home ...

oh, my heart
      pray, hush its cadence
         for the...

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Within Passion's Dream 
A Collaboration with Michael P. Clarke (Vladislav Raven) 

Within Passion's Dream I hold you close beside the Ocean of Love. 
I behold...

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"Bonjour, in the cocktail woods"
I see the waffled leaves of teal trees painting pink moon, 
With diamond dahlia arcs, flowering an orchid boon
Sprinkling love of...

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The Butterfly Flutters By

On a steamy, sun-drenched, summer Sunday,
tree leaves delightfully dancing to the tune of 
a warm, welcoming, wandering breeze blowing,
metamorphosis now complete, 
no...

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Childhood Days

I’d heap spoonfuls of sugar in my tea
I wouldn’t drink it without it you see
That sweet syrupy drink
Wasn’t poured down the sink
Every single drop...

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It ain't the pork, it ain't the beans
It ain't the mustard on saltines
It ain't the redneck social scenes

I love about the south

It ain't the ice...

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The moon ripe as a Georgia peach,
plopped itself upon the blue-blackened,
scalloped edge of the deciduous forest,
topping the syrupy squiggle of horizon
as it bled into the...

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Back home, I ponder long on life.
Death is so final, no return.

I sit alone on my sheltered cosy porch,
And think of spring forget-me-nots,
Of roses dark...

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Love's Like Sugar Cane

Tender tendrils
of the same vine, 
we entwine
with hearts a fluttering, 
beating ecstatically as one, 
floating on wings
of iridescent butterflies, 
satisfyingly satiated by
love...

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I…breathe again…
Meditating on flowers of my pasture, plucked with my eyes,
Resting…open, like buds blooming, and resting…

“Take me…” he said weakly, so softly in my ear…

I...

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Do you remember?
We lay in the moonlight, exhausted and content,
Moments from perfection, skin glistening with moisture,
Salty and sweet from love - love so amazing
That it...

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The ladder backed pecker,
like a prison uniform.
Caught-up in exposing
the truth beneath the bark,

of the poet's apple tree.
We prefer ourself in spring;
with tiny little flowers,
and the...

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He's a WORD Casanova
He butters them up
Gives sips from his cup
words syrupy sweet
a tasty love treat
makes the girls swoon
to his sensual croon

The Word Casanova

His words...

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Halloween - Jeepers Creepers

Zany zombies lumber and stumble on streets,
as vain vampires stalk for bloody treats.
Syrupy blood oozes from water faucets,
and gory goonies crawl out...

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