Best Thrums Poems

Dream-worker 
delves deeply into my dream;

vibrations fondle anticipation
foreplay wakes wide-eyed 
swells of liquid libido quake the rendezvous edge -
a primordial being in his prime
a masculine ego quest for affaire d’amour;
her night-loving body 
c h a s e d 
around circular seasons 
across sky-cycles of solstice...

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I am home ...

oh, my heart
      pray, hush its cadence
         for the sacred sake of unsated thirst
   beg its thrums be not now abounding ...

each dream comes haunting, dusted in...

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oh wrap me close dear jungle deep, with fronds and fruits entwined
          and hold me to your ancient emerald breast -
I long to hear those thrums within, the pulse of thickets vined
    ...

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 when true love rains, 
rose moon reigns~heart 
thrums strains in stars...

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Like a bridegroom crowned in crimson,
He rises out of his chamber,
Scarlet circlets round his person,
Bedecked in tangerine amber; 

With tears of joy* shed on the grass,
The world rejoices when he comes,
His smile's reflected on the glass 
Of each river, as daylife* thrums; 

An incarnadine cirque,...

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Now starved of sleep I watch the shadows creep,
this selfish heart now seething with desire,
beats and beats - relentless thrums grow deep-
they hide, oh how they hide inside the fire!
Then...peaceful in the meadow is this gloom,
in lunar lumen's self-defining light,
that cowers from the truth that...

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When the last drop of rain falls upon hushed leaves,
and thin threads of hope seep through petrichor perfume of life,
an array of sun kissed colors bursts forth secrets of the sky;
a Komorebi of dreams woven amidst frolicking shadows of moonrise.

I search for an answer to...

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In a cynical realm where truth is tainted in black, rises she, 
amidst whirling vortexes veiling reveries where she walks.

Yet society thrums thick skinned lies, whilst morning moon sighs in-
silence, seeing sunrise through eyes that mirror golden beauty.


Her persona resembles firm perennial petals like,
maternal warriors...

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S - P - R - I - N - G

Ah! Harsh cold winter must be tired,
 his grip weakening, he breathes  his last.

The frowning skies finally crumble fast
 revealing downy blue clouds that waltz
The sun blows kisses of shine--- like a rainfall
touching, ...

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I've courted luck, in countless ways
      Against the ragged judgments and self-umbrage
         I still draw breath, and the mirror has been charitable
   Most I meet deem me forty, (I don't...

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The summer sun plays on our emotions
As the fiery orb rises high at noon.
We cast off clothes and apply our lotions
We sun bathe naked near the sea in June.
To swim in the depths of aquatic blue
Immersed in cool waters as the sun sets,
I feel the...

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A former place this, a patch where roots rattle,
where stubble has a ferrous frizzle.
A long truncated railroad stop
humming still within a surrogate reality.
As dry voices on the wind, they return
- the homesteaders and journeymen,
the harnessed horses.
Pants' cuffs carry kernels
long planted elsewhere.
Caps, coats, and carts
employed again...

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Trouble, trouble stirs the wind
ghastly ghosts rise and ascend
	warty toads croak
	vile spells are spoke
witches’ covens evil intend

Burbling, gurgling cauldron hot
with purple vein, red blood clot
	virgins hopeful eyes
	fear and dread belies
throw them in and stir the pot

Screeching, screaming banshee songs
garish ghouls with pointy prongs
	mulish mummies
	reeking rummies
to...

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A whisper sits softly upon my lips   
waiting patiently to seduce your ear   
it thrums, it beats and it echos   
hoping that you'll soon be near   

It's gentle like the daybreak   
as it caresses your very being   
craving to...

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Cuddling close, near bedside table
a blanket wrapped, cold rainy night. 
Mind thrums journey, a book on navel,
playground of words, feelings delight.

As vermicules squirm, sculpted souls spark
lighting white pages, of zillion black letters. 
Trailing love, smile, thrill,... adventures dark,
touch of sadness... hostile heartless haters.

Opens Alibaba's cave...

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