Best Traverse Poems

Haunting and haunted, 
These visages with lacy, saponaceous curds
Depending and plummeting, 
Do I on the pebbled porcelaneous integument 
Of the whitish shower floor scrawl. 
I wonder, as frothy masses of foamy, bubbled soap
In the shower traverse mine body and ripple and course 
Undulant across my sinews, driven by the pound...

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Like travellers, 
We cross this arid land
Aiming at the city of rest.

As we traverse the landscapes 
We may, of a truth, sully our feet
With besetting dust of sin

But we must from time to time
Remember Calvary, the place of cleansing 
Where mercy flows immeasurably 

We go...

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Finally
someone who understands me
Leaves me breathless
doesn't tease me endless
I think
The way that they are
I am quiet
They are far
I think
The way that I am
I feel dry
I think of my humor then
Tempo
I think it is ending
I wanted to find you
I am left standing
Quite peculiar
the notion that you...

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My parched wasteland waits
The rains love makes would come soon
Spread a green meadow
I would traverse to reach you
In the moist depth of my heart.

August 20, 2017....

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Let my mind traverse
round the universe
to find this life's essence
Let it cross the stunning falls
whose attitude never falls,
that abrades the mountain walls.
Let it discretely stand,
on the desert's sand
and inhale its strength grand
Let it flow along with river
the all time giver,
that jubilantly delivers.
Let it mingle with...

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In the long shadows of the evening, I traverse the desert of the soul,
Lost in the silence of thoughts, we meet ourselves,
And in that sacred space, where silence intertwines with desire,
We discover the truth of solitude, carried by the echo of the heart.
The wind whispers...

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Scaling my legs through woods,
Seducing the forest's hood.
Let the journey saunter to me,
Let me traverse.

That land bewitched with luxury,
Heightened pleasures and glowing glory.
His hewn by the hand of my forefathers.
Let me traverse.

The path that leads there,
Is laced with  broken bottles and loosed hair.
Many opposition...

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Cupid wrote their love story
With a quill from an angel’s wing
In an Astral realm, to traverse
through celestial skies.
An Enterprise that belonged to Angel’s
with anger now, she exercised a most 
pernicious influence over him 
and locked him up in a cloud
as she stood sentry
with a blemish...

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In my systematic dreams dissension
As gargoyles  front and flank In deception, Oh! did I mention
Floating in the skies those lost balloons
Those non frequent flyers poise to rise toward the moon

Sunflowers and tangerine dream's frightening crabgrass
Thickets and thorns weeds growing covering the tulips
Frightened fragrant graphite...

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In the world of shadows, I traverse unknown paths,
Where the murmur of time is born and dies,
Faces that do not know the madness of dreams,
Walk firmly on the ground of forgetfulness,
Like rain falling on the deaf roof of a house
In a monotony without song or...

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Could we dampen her enthusiasm by calling her out?
Possibly, so we were silent as she told us of her astral travels.
Does she traverse galaxies at night during her REM sleep?
A visage of cheerfulness greets us as she tells the tales.
Is it pernicious to allow here...

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There is a fierce battle raging in realms unseen of tremendous force
Know that all occurrences are planned and preordained on this magnificent course.
We are spirits within a body, a spirit entangled with a soul.
As we traverse this life day by day, as a rose, our...

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The Sunrise of a Nevermore 
David J Walker

From here the sunsets closer than ever before
The deep rays quicken long-off memories

Removed to the distant shore 
The fabled days of youth are no more
As I turn and realize 

The light in my eyes
Was once the sunrise 

Of...

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I wake up
and found it 
a burning.
To light my
way at least
to travel.
Hence to where
I can find
that tis proofs....

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We blindly traverse life’s vicissitudes,

Upheavals and harmony

An odyssey in search of love,

Beauty, truth and happiness

Lamented in moments of sorrow

Euphoric in joyous bliss

Recorded in hours, days and years

Till hands of death bring to cease....

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