Best Threshold Poems

The cold hand of Winter swiftly approaches
Its breath etches frost on my windowpanes
Nearer my threshold, Death now encroaches  

Blood is slowly chilling inside my frail veins
Reaper's wild winds pelts hail on my roof 
His breath etches frost on my windowpanes

Snowdrifts climb higher on the...

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steps on the threshold 
                                  of new two thousand sixteen
  ...

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Oh-
feet of mine
that walk the meadows vast and green
where azure skies and clouds unfold
and a stream comes babbling on a long climb
and wind like violins whisper cold
as leaves twirl red, orange and gold
and in the swaying trees birds sing sublime
melodies serene
Oh-
this withered threshold
where time is...

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So frequently we sat inside 
those holy dwelling places,
All Saints for all our sins, 
knowing that true grace is
here in the pulpit, there in the pew. 

So shamelessly we sat inside
those holy dwelling places,
Salvation found at fingertips
touching through forbidden spaces,
clinging, cold in the shadows outside.

So...

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my eyes dilate leaving him breathless-
seeking what should have been sought
yesterday and beyond kismet;
I reap in seeds that sow themselves-
(spread me over willows weeping)

he gazes at me with such depth;
sees the me I wish was there-
maybe he’s blinded by love and 
won’t ever see the...

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The arrival of spring  greeted again and again, 
Each day at the awakening of twilight, 
With the songbird’s sweet refrain, 
Much to the morning glory’s delight.
But their unmindfulness of this date
Is not shared by the assemblage of students, 
Who at this threshold proudly wait
To...

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frantic talent
among willow  shadows
capsized boats
in trawls meshes
the spiders spinning brocades

lights at the window
someone waiting for us
an ardent desire floating in the air
set free
the moon soal wandering

a cock
sifting the stars with kikeriki
in the lake full of waterlilies
waves of silvery clouds putting out the night lantern
slowly...

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All graduates feel 
they have arrived.
They’re tossing caps, 
exchanging high-fives;
walking with pride, 
experiencing release,
a sense of accomplishment 
and a measure of peace.

Excitement takes over,
anticipation sets in,
wondering about tomorrow
and work to begin.
Life looms on the 
horizon, straight ahead.
What seems to be finished,
just beginning instead....

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So sweet the sight of home’s threshold 

Threshold into those childhood days;

Days up the tree we climbed and played

Played and sang, laughed silly, squabbled.









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Kim Patrice Nunez
08 June 2015...

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Threshold(s) Hail thee

The path that delivers I will elevate;
For the life that lives deserves whole eternal,
In the place of rest that saints will dominate.

The many battles fought to safeguard a trait,
To let a brood with no lore of nominal.
The path that delivers I must elevate.

Not...

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If I were to swagger off the streets
Some gangster as I perched the skulduggery 
Of my litany in glitter and smoke
An ageless vandalism to linger unknown
While I sneer from the lounging corner of your TV

Would you recognise me

Though I slide sheathed in the flags and...

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STROLLING PARADISE


I open the door and cross the threshold of imagination. 
   What i would do to hold your hand, and stroll along the beach
       tropical sun beams upon  picturesque shores
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Standing raggedly
on your threshold, yet you showed
no mercy on me....

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Excellence of spirit begets
Excellence of mind.
Innate in some it resides
Others strive to imbibe.

Climbing a mountain requires
Skills commensurate with the task.
Energy sapped, discomfort induced
Food eaten, transforms to vapour.

Friends abandoned below 
For the joy of mentors above.
Looking not below still
Focus placed above ever. 

To the uninformed observers
Such...

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(On this last night insomnia did not allow me to sleep. The recurring image of the stone giants contained in Milton's poetry assaulted my mind. The way I found to 'take revenge' was to honor him with this poem).


again a broken night...
dawn of poisonous delusions
eyes...

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