Best Tames Poems

when you feel so much, too much, that you don't even know what you're feeling
matters of the heart and the nature of beauty
love tames 
Tamer...

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She storms into the room
there is fire in her eyes
and thunder in her step
rage rumbling reckless
She's livid
a live wire of fire
charged
She's on the move
To punish
Is...

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"The In-Between"

I ripped the pages of 
that tired old story 
from the heart, a body of work

buried the misdiagnosed slanders
then wiped their mouths
with the back...

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B-R-E-A-T-H -  OF -  L-O-V-E


Summer sun or winter freeze pulls heartstrings in trapeze. . .
Cotton soft to gnarled callus vows have thread along...

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Creature of myths and legends
most deny that you ever exist
yet time after time you reappear
history the world wide names you

Depicts you with spiral single horn
gleaming...

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"Man....Style"
by:  Eric L. Boddie

A man's style
Can initiate a woman to smile
As well as inspire the Life of a child
At the same time, it tames...

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i admire the muscle
of the wind
that brought you
to my door.

i marvel at its infinite
glory as it moves my
land and shore,
and drives the hearts
desire
towards the fire...

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catapulted by a magic trampoline I pass the gates of heaven

          no border control

  ...

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What open display of arrogance!
Only fools would dare to chance
Do we know what tomorrow brings, 
Just around and beyond the bend?
This desperation blinds you so,
And...

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Twilight downs the sun as dreams appear on the screen of sleep

Slips into the subconscious realm and trips a few fuses in slumber

Adapts and clears...

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After a century, 
I still get sucked into the swirl of light 
Into your eyes and attached to the flare of fire 
And rumbling steps...

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Continued from Part 1
Ah Consuela! I’m watching the vertigo veiling her green Spanish eyes,
while the drumbeat pounds, droning, the rhythm sounds, moaning,
                 of jungles Jamaican...

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How the housefly gets attracted to organic decay
and an infant child traces the voice of its mother
are nothing compared to the intense attraction
Michelle and I...

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Nature Strives to be beautiful
Morphing myriad, earthly hues
from macrocosmic frippery.
Her perfumed zephyrean breaths
Intoxicate the atmosphere
Stirring those that breathe to wildness
That only her tempestuous
Violence ultimately tames;
Yet...

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Drogman*, Translation of Pierre Emmanuel’s Drogman by T. Wignesan

My mother, illustrious in the kingdoms of the Orient
Is seated surrounded by water
The water forms a belt...

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