Best Tracing Poems

Distance directs its path in my direction- in yours
                   unable to be removed from the remnants left behind
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Feeling awkward to ring his own doorbell
Fearing someone else has taken his place
He lingers there, standing on the dark porch 
Jealous of the solitary moth buzzing her air,

Walking away briskly, unsure what to say
If she opens the door at this midnight hour,
He retreats hastily, resuming...

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Your footprints I follow
Linking us together
Evidence of our love
I will follow your trail

Unto the end of time
Tracing your thoughts
Back to mine

I have made a sketch
Of your beauty inside
I will paint it
As a artist would

This master piece of Love

Each stroke taken
Eclipsed around your heart
This shape 
I...

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A faded glimpse you can't recall.
A ghost you saw not in the hall.
A cirrus cloud that dissipates.
The losing side in class debates.

The past returning past the dawn.
A recollection that now is gone.
An empty feeling now that's full.
Just what is it you're trying to pull.

Eleven hours,...

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cocktail of gold stars

    melts on half-distilled kisses

           like grapes to wine’s mouths

      tracing each other’s faces

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At the onset, 
A profound peace.
In chastity to silence,
Our days of joy were born. 
The lines were clear-
Or so it seemed.
We chose redundancy,
One voice, one choice.
Like a bouquet of flowers,
We were held together,
Our hands, our love
A tender, fragile tether.
Of eternal dreams we dreamt not.
Now’s now...

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Tracing My Family Tree

By Elton Camp

With my family genealogy I became fascinated
And much wanted to see to whom I was related
I was sure that my ancestors were men of power
Family rumors say they were on the Mayflower

The previous two generations were easy enough
Because my father...

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Tracing The Fault Line 

Tracing the Fault Line wherever it goes
 This way   that way...Oops! Watch your toes!
Back to the core where all trauma began 
  Daylight   Midnight...Oops! Sinking sand!

Tracing The Fault Line:  each challenge a fault 
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at night, i close my eyes
and see your smile
as it erases the distance between us;

sometimes i feel like a poem
lost somewhere in a poet's mind,
a thought
a dream
waiting to be released
on paper sheets

i can almost hear them,
unfinished poems
falling like leaves
in the silence of night
tossed about in...

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My love
Has become more beautiful line by line
Her essence can be traced by looking behind
On many special moments her life defined

Her sadness
Within her lines there is a trace
Adding character to her lovely face
From her spirit eminates such grace

Her happy
Those lovely lines around her lips
I love...

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Time stopped for them on the serene sea shore,
pair of parallel footprints engraved the eternity
on the serenading sands that listened patiently
the rolling waves’ moist whisper of marine love, 
conveyed to two hearts entwined by the glow
of twilight gleam reflected from sensuous sea,
her eyes sparkled in...

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In the twilight hour we are by the window
Open to the horizon hues
And to the brushing breeze,
See the sky shimmer with the last glow
Of the setting spent sun,
Its flickering flare floods your face
Now flushing with the touch of love
We brought this far together.
We haven’t counted...

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Trace my wrist there's something there 
It has no strings but I don't care 
I just want to feel your touch
Along the neck, trace overmuch 

Try to trace me out a song
Of many parts, that's very long
Practice often now, the aim
Is one day when you...

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i had some vague dream
 god gave me a blank canvas
        to reshape my life 
    but after many attempts 
   one pattern kept emerging 


Bite Size Poem no.9 Poetry Contest
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** SCENES FROM HOME **

The curtain wafts on an open-window’s breezing air, like liquid 
Blue in the room, bringing beauty with magic’s tracing

The woman with her still raining, trickling water-streams
Over her calf as she lifts her leg out of the bath

Above the call, “Daughter!” to...

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