Best Tantalisingly Poems

Rivulets of crimson blood
Ooze tantalisingly from the gaping wound on her neck
He drinks hungrily, savouring every salty drop
Dracula wraps his black cape around his shoulders
Fleeing in the moonlight to his crypt in the churchyard.

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Dear Victor

The day you walked in I was just ten years old and for the first time I felt the gentle butterfly flutters of a young hearts innocent attraction. 
I wasn't the only one. With your floppy golden hair and aqua blue eyes your arrival...

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The sun is distant now; lowering its gaze upon me to a mere blanket of obscurity. 
The sea is calm but still tantalisingly sinister and threatening. 

The silence is hostile, I am cold and alone - each breath I take is an intricate requisite.
I am...

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The earth greets me shrouded in mystery
All of her charms veiled to my sight.
Then slowly,tantalisingly
Swirling in seductive Salome dance
She offers herself glimpse by glimpse.
Until once again she stands before me
Fully revealed in all her breathtaking beauty....

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The Sound of Distant Ankle Bells


Memories of those delicate tinkling bells,
casually fastened around calloused feet,

take hold of my waking moments,

and fling my thoughts back to a distant time,
where folk-songs were heartily sung,
joyful, yet hopelessly out of rhyme.


I barely saw her, a construction labourer perhaps,
hauling bricks,...

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After Big Brother, and the Party had gone, the telescreens remained. No longer though did they remain solely in former Party member’s quarters. Telescreens had spread to the realm of the Proles. They no longer spied, or spewed out Party doctrine, no, now the telescreens...

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She walked through the woods
 remembering his face
ashen and grey against the pillow.
He had been taken by 
the sweeping sickness
that had engulfed her land
taken so swiftly
that she had not 
had time to reach him.

The pain of her loss 
had been unbearable
and she had roamed the...

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Goodness, I nearly lost my balance on the spiral seashells and broken sea stone chipping matrix.
My quaint obsession with marine life and that skyline paradox blossoming so tantalisingly,  might be a source of some unfortunate accident.
“Be careful, Hunter.”
A dramatic otherworldly start to our long...

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You’ll always remember 
that first time 
his hand 
brushed against yours
and your eyes locked 
in that instant

A chemical reaction 
set off a rollercoaster 
in your stomach
it ran out of control
could not be stopped
never to end

Extra-ordinary excitement
stolen glances 
across the distance
enough to make you stutter 
as...

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Secret lanes spiral 
taunting mystic ramblers whose
fantasies spur restless feet
to wander dream plots
that shift like sands to driven 
Psyches on infinite quests 
for sheds or shelters 
in misty vales fringed by lush 
fields tantalisingly close...

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Enter Alice, the bestest girl.
Enter Kobalos, The gruesome goblin, 
(You may just see him in the middle of the tree, (or not))

Alice:
Rachael! Rachael! 
What an ill forgotten wood this is
It nerves the jingle jangles from my soul
Where else to look, though stupid if I do
To...

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Valerie Garman entered the world upon the tail-end of the upper-middle class

A place where the schoolgirls were tantalisingly innocent and the men were
Increasingly unbecoming

The sidewalks gleamed and the church bells rang
The winters snowed and the summer birds cooed in unison

The earth was lain with the...

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Love is loyalty and devotion,
The tender display of emotion,
A friend in time of trouble
Who makes everything alright.
Love is joyful and pleasing,
Tantalisingly teasing-
Some-one to have fun with
And a warm body on a cold night.
Love is giving,receiving 
Trusting,believing,
One to share hopes with
To make the future bright.....
And LOVE...

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Alien implications of a turboprop turnip turning is usefully attuned to mystical presences. Mind stretching images of computerised garbage on an umbrella of slime. Outnumbered then are juices in helmets. Rotting putrid raw stench. Run forward and scream"the boots are green" to the tantalisingly tasty...

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Inspired by the painting La Joie de Vivre by Pablo Picasso 

Spontaneity and synchronicity 
Tacit simplicity 
No such thing as a bystander here
Amazed at my capacity to switch gear
Here, to be, is to be complete
Tantalisingly aware of each heartbeat 
There I was, aged, thinking 
My...

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