Best Through Poems

A bright array of rainbow hues
      adorns the parchment now and then,
   and gives a glimpse of writer’s views,
         an image brushed by poet’s pen.

The yellow hues of morning sun,
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Whilst walking through the woods one day
A crystal brook there, shone so gay
The sun was shining oh' so bright
As brook reflected all it's light

Buzzing insects all around
Oh' they made a delightful sound
Birds flew upwards to the sky
These parrots made a hue and cry

Carpet of flowers...

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“Every year is a chess game. New Year is a new chess game! You make the right moves, you win the game!”
Mehmet Murat ildan


Questions of resolutions for new years day.
It's a comedic quest that's all I can I say.
No more gym promises, let 'love handles'...

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finding shapes in clouds
or four-leaf clovers in fields . . .
the child’s eye searches

What does it mean to view life through a child’s eyes? For me it means searching for things of wonder to revel in. Also it means enjoying simple things, which as adults,...

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Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness in
Opulent hues that color our lives as we age and
Journey through changing circumstances with 
Obstacles that crop up unforseen, and so
Unexpectedly that we are caught off guard
Relying on instinct to help us cope, 
Never suspecting that these changes are...

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I chase you through the alleys of my mind
Your quickened steps ensure you're out of reach
My tears collect then run much like my feet
You cannot see or hear their silent speech

And in the shadows of forgotten dreams
I strain to see the beauty of your face
Before...

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We danced amongst the stars that night
when joy had fallen far from sight 

We danced under the sun so bright
And when all seemed lost, we held on tight

We danced to the music of hummingbirds
And we danced in the silence when there were no words.

We danced...

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Sometimes, life has no reason unlike the seasons
It aimlessly drifts with the wind
We find ourselves in places of unfamiliar faces
Bathing in the shadows of sin
Our souls become lost up in the holocaust
That once was a beautiful life
Like a ship drifting upon the tide we bang...

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 through eyes that glow ruffling your hair 
we warm the room with luminous  stares
a gentle ambrosia drapes the  fragrant air
with wine from your lips --- and just  there
this need to melt  in immortal surrender
kindles as  rows of candlelight...

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This old oak-tree smiling through my balcony
Sways and swings cheerily, a happy emissary,
Budding new vigor upon tiny greenish leaves
Adorning exuberance of idyllic new morning, 
Quivering golden-beams on dawning of spring.

When the sun rises, blushing mauve feelings,
Its gentle oscillations fetch tender sensibilities
Inviting sparrows to grace the...

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It was deep dark, silence roaming outside
if I couldn't see and hear, it is  myself to chide
the urge within pushed my fright aside
time to open the gates of my soul wide.

My journeys I used to have on my own
seeking sheer thrill in my serene...

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Travel with me and enter 
into the flower carpeted mountain meadows
of my youth;   
Lose yourself  in the wild beauty which resides within  
God's tinted skies of yellow and vermouth.
Vested memories held captive by eidetic moments,   
"Oh blessed beating heart,...

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Not one to run when I hear an alarm,
But I have no desire to do others harm.
          I try to defuse the stress with my charm,
And use wit and patience as I disarm.

   ...

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What do you see
Look closer
Go from room to room
To;
The stone in the apple

Adventurous and imaginative
Into eternity or silent death
A landscape
A gentle and warm wind

Bright and sparkling
Dew in the sparkling morning sun
Virgin Mary's pearl necklace

Silence 
The orchestra's audience
Aplaus
Close your eyes

There is more
Eternal seekers
The boundless
The fate is...

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A time for many a part-time passion, like
the discarded  skin of  Esprit  jeans and low-hip  waistline
baring pierced navel with flavor of a chase on the run…
would he dare confess real love as the world tolled
for Lady Diana and Charles?

You with me…...

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