Best Tinctured Poems

Shadows

24/08/2016
11:12

In unexperienced infancy
Mistakes seemly false, intending true
Adult features with grown up looks
To show many secrets which afterwards you come to know
And make fool in all sort of ways
You are a shadow of yourself

Many years on, the thoughts so tinctured with no reason
And craftiness exist in...

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Where Eagles Soar

Flying far above the masses
In azured tinctured skies, 
They fly independently.
For that, is where true class 
lies!
They want no part of any
motley crew birds.

Just self-determined to fly as 
they choose to do.
Never bowing their glorious 
heads,
To seek recognition from any 
tempters of glory!

With their widespread wings
they soar clearly with...

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"The Sleeper and The Supernaturalist"


The Sleeper
shone as she walked 
through the Woods

shining alive 
like nothing
natural could

caught 
in the moonlight 
unaware

the innocent
red-caped roses stared
the trees whispered,

"beware, beware"

barefoot softly 
the Supernaturalist 
transfigures instead

from under shine 
she bares 
what exists 

deeper 
beneath 
that cumbersome skin

silently she turns 
watching...

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Light, essence white shines in beauty, eyes green,
human heart, spirit’s hull, please don’t despair,
life, your trials tinctured light-dark I’ve seen..,
you’re never alone; with you I am here.

Mortal being -- sainted soul -- hand in hand,
partnered; life’s pebbled footpaths, we do share.
Someday, we’ll traverse azure’s Promised...

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“Expresso Shot”

He drank tibetan milk tea 
from his saucer
like a cloistered munk 

his conversation 
was hushed and tinctured 
with fountains of try-too-hard satire 

he spoke softly 
and quite fast 
like a panther doing laps

a surprise 
well hidden
springing  

from long Prairie Sky switchgrass
chasing after too...

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The xylem saps are heading south
like the majestic autumn sun,
deep down into their woody roots.
Soon deciduous leaves will die
and their exquisite lingering
dissolution's will manifest
tinctured, ephemeral beauty:
crimsons, oranges, yellows and greens
and all the subtle hues in between.
A sweet, earthy scent saturates
the cool, autumnal air we breathe.
Then...

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Says Csikszentmihalyi,
"Social scientists
(Abraham Maslow, Lawrence Kohlberg, Jane Loevinger, [Ken Wilber, Edward Podvoll, Julian Jaynes, Jack Kornfield, Richard Dawkins, Clare Graves, Carl Jung] and James Fowler)
describe a dialectical motion
between [Yang-ego-form] differentiation
and [Yin-eco-logical function] integration,
between turning attention inward [Right]
and then outward [Left],
between valuing the self [Animus-Eros-TaoEmpty]
and then...

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*****;;; *****


l.
tears rip at the seams of memories’ betrayed  trust
like liquid fists gushing through desolate waterfalls
gargling bloodied sobs upon lungs lumped with crust,
wet, wet on crumbled sagas  of  tortured, brick walls

this is the pang of swallows falling dark… the pain,
of a painful...

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Don Johnson pens from his far south berth 
insightful poems tinctured with mirth.  
Of human foibles, plights 
and Aussie nights he writes; 
all while dangling down under the earth....

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A single orange leaf
twists and turns 'bove vibrant vales -
espying a shadowed glimpse
of nature's palette as she sails.
A variegated dreamer
drifts beyond a wooded realm -
'tween doughty boughs of balsa
floating o’er oak and elm.

She glides along the gleaming glens 
with bewitchery and charm -
fingertips slowly dance...

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Suddenly we appear
On a land with tinctured atmosphere
The cross, the moon and star
A sovereign state more ethnical than wazobia

A smooth and broad path before us
Hungry for our feet to break the hush
Alas the road becomes starved
With thorns and thistles upwardly breaking its soil

Like the ape,...

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This chair has chipped paint.     
Its shadow gangly 
in the light spilling through 
the window. A deep 
buttercup bisque steeps.

Through this stream, ember
motility of curdled 
cream seeps into pores.
The seat embraces. Blood
colors sugar soft.


Fragments of dust waver
around the chair. Like 
the...

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Feelings are those seismic ocean waves,
they capture evanescent moments,
a Jack-o-lantern thought which might vanish,
deep breath of ink blue laden vortex,
I wallow in the beneficial sweep,
elation at each seacoast prompt,
banshee wail current of moss-rim swirl,
laughter that billows over garnet rocks,
anamnesis, that emboldened staunch
bosom pal of recourse,
cinematic...

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Tempting balm tonics reposed fantasist,
Panacea liquifies mirage views,
Crafts allusive lofts energies persist,
Twain heart's favor lips a desire to schmooze.

Elixir defines the gist of lovers,
Exposes the length of listed measures,
Hearts and souls, supernatural pleasures,
Cascade gifted juice as meant lips puckers.

Charts a course of innumerable sips,
Bottled refinery...

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To some such a thing would seem to be
A waste like sunsets never seen
Whose brilliant splash of corporeal hues
Ignites a moments symmetry
The saffron fires, the sizzled throes
The tinctured celestial overtones
Of all that light in bending makes
Of all that nature shares of soul.
He stopped upon the...

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