Best Tendrils Poems

Curling 
around the house,
the breeze was unfurling,
moving dead leaves in its twirling
fingers, apparently
satisfied with
whirling

The dance
lured the lovers
to come out and romance
under the willow's shadowed trance,
soft whispers of the breeze
inspired their love's
warm glance

Showers
gently fall on
them, even as flowers
bloom open with piquant powers,
they laugh and enjoy love's
passionate...

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Angelic Tendrils
by Darren White and Jason Williams (bothboos)

Temporarily posted on  my acount, so I can add audio to it as well as a picture, as soon as our collaboration account is premium, I'll remove it here

 Voice: Jason Williams 

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Angelic tendrils cascade over his...

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A man I met once said to me,
“Love does not fall down from the trees”
A common expression from these parts
When you search with your mind, and not with your heart.

Love should be sought with the inner soul
Not as frost bitten leaves, withered up with cold
Neither...

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My poems are like creeping vines that I have planted well,
I tend them in my garden of evergreen poetry to be strong;
They are waiting quietly to release their swirling spiral tendrils,
Tendrils that will adhere and entwine and entangle you in my words.

You have whispered to...

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Angelic Tendrils
by Darren White and Jason Williams (bothboos)

Angelic tendrils cascade over his twinkling eyes
His lightning green reflect my amazement
He catches my gaze and mimics my wonder
Twinkling resonating in my inner being

Angelic tendrils dancing with his laughter
Tight curls, like ribbons on a gift just for me
The...

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Refusing to succumb,

to the alluring haze of self-pity,

I refuse to wallow,
in an ocean of regret,

I choose to banish thoughts of despair,

dispelling pain, while tempting joy to emerge from its shielded lair.

I shall sow the seeds of promise,

nourishing well,

the tendrils of hope,

breathing new life into my...

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                      Can you recall seeing me,
      on a country walk perhaps,
winding my tendrils tenderly on a fence?
  ...

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I have always envisioned hope as feathers,
thanks to a favorite poet, but as time goes on
and life flies by
I realize that for me, hope has tendrils

As layers of life accumulate,
tendrils of hope climb and grow
when a layer of pain develops
a tendril will sprout

When a loved...

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These morning tendrils curl away
and silence cracks ‘neath sleepy feet.
Nocturnal musings gone with day,
these morning tendrils curl away,
each secret breathed is cloaked in gray
in tongues no mortal can repeat.
These morning tendrils curl away
and silence cracks ‘neath sleepy feet....

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Bubbling up the tendrils of the inflamable cups

Filled to the brim with the dense brown odour

Of the maddeningly reddening valentine tulips

Surrender your sonnet to the unbending burglar



Romantic Charm in four lines - Poetry Contest 
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The tender tendrils spiralling in growth 
     round the stake
The grapevine so weak in structure
Yet the fruit juices makes the weakest
      of men the most valiant in spirit 

Choice of vines adorning the Kings table
Dinner and...

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~~~~Tendrils~~~~

As the plush, white flowering bushes grow,
I feel your arms, like the tendrils, they, crawling stealthily 
All over my awaiting body.

Overcome, with the scent of you, pressing,oh so gently and yet,
I choose your intoxicating self......
Like the soft flowers of of Spring's white flowers,
Their morning dew of...

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congratulations to the governments &
the private enterprises
who seek to spy & reap the benefits of those who
offer themselves up to you on a silver platter called
facebook---
it must have been hard(er) back in the day
to get information on people who
may or may not have wanted to...

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The surf rattled its applause
on a stony shore
White gulls swirled high
over a black stone tower

The clouds ripped across the sky,
the wind sang its song
Before the morning hour,
a woman walked alone

The cold wind blew around her hair,
five tendrils of blackest deed
She walked towards a distant shore,
her...

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Shadows linger like tendrils in my mind
Nobody escapes the fingers of death
Rooted in your soul, planted in your being 
Seeing is not always believing, it's deceiving
Captured like a picture, photo of the truth
Manipulated into reality that lies the proof
The entity behind the scenes, conspiring 
Life...

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