Best Trading Poems

Tears for a Mother
Fears for a Father gone
Fate deals an unfair hand
The door to youthful joy closing
on adolescent shoulders imposing
grown up responsibilities instead

Eyes sadly deprived...

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Arousing opulence of ancient ballrooms
She creates her own make-believe world
Waltzing coyly in terpsichorean rhythms
Upon glittering stage where they sell love
Each time she caresses arms of...

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The Dark Side of October

Late October moon is waking, through this cemetery shaking,
shaking as the cold wind breaking, walking ‘neath an old oak tree.
Stones like...

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Spring stirs her eager young
Giving life, renewed to those
Who stand about and doze
She whispers hope of things begun
Beneath winter's cold repose.

Summer, smiling golden rays
With ample...

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A spirited traveler, how curiously you roam, flexing your freedom,
Visiting places serene, from Atlantic to Pacific, Artic to Antarctic,
Hugging every exotic continent, kissing territories in...

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~It's a Beautiful Day~

Under every star, 
A smile waltz-like no other
Once a simple cherry blossom girl, 
enjoying puppets and lullabies.
Sitting in front of the screen
Anxiously...

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In a verdant meadow expanse,
A lone dandelion stands,
Trading golden crown
For a halo of fragile wisps.
Sun's affection now distant,
Yet in its fragile state,
An ethereal beauty emerges,
An...

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Nervous as a harried hen, Mom was in a dither
Would wedding guests be kept away by the winter weather?

My cheeks so rosy from the sting...

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All this hyped up glam and glitz
  giggly girls break down in fits
    these mascara clad boys devoid of wits
The shallower...

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Nervous as a harried hen, Mom was in a dither
Would wedding guests be kept away by December weather?

My cheeks so rosy from the sting of...

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When I tried, I’d grab your hand
Pull you close and hurt you inside
When I lived, I’d bring you down
There’s nothing left to live for this...

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Full of marketable commodities like xebec.
Waves of pure affection are slashed mercilessly. 
Feelings: a sea upon which to wander carefree.
Devil swears to be a dove to...

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Summer’s warmth breezed upon the verdant hills
Quivering golden twilight’s zesty marigold appeal
Scintillating rustling leaves in resplendent prairies
While eventide’s glaring aura emulated your zeal
When leisurely you...

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The Dilettante Diaries: "In Stasis, Black Iris"



Oriental Lily's 
Stamen bleeds 
blush ochre dust
like icing sugar
duelling tongues
sweet captive 
musk

over stagnant 
white pure perfume
Stains soft feather fingerprints...

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In the dreary tune of a city's groan,
when streets escape the raging claws
of  haggard breaths, a line of stars blink
trading some warmth with human...

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