Best Trickled Poems

My beloved ...

Take me to the memory

a never lasting dream

which lived in yester yesterday

long before destiny took its toll

and footprints marked separate paths


Take me back...

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I may never know what exactly happened,
but I think I know the why of it

Tadhana…Fate…Destiny…Kismet…

Put it in so many words,
but it all boils down to...

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The little girl stood outside the candy store
Pressing her nose against the window
Her lips wet 
Trying hard to swallow
What the sight of those candies 
Produced...

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My Beloved

Take me to the memory

A never lasting dream

which lived in yester yesterday

long before destiny took its toll

and footprints marked separate paths

Take  me back...

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When my heart could no longer illuminate,
I gazed towards horizons shrouded in blurry blackness,
revealing the agony of my sorrows to the moon.

Wondering if it would...

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hanging in the air
humidity’s heaviness . . .
the river’s slow crawl


On the Mississippi lies the beautiful little city where I once lived. How many times...

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(Coming Back Home)

Crimson sunsets trickled beyond the moor
Opulence of one’s youth a mindset forever stays,
Miracle of homely birthplace the lure
Inspired by non-forgotten special days.
Neon lights...

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the red ran ...
trickled slowly from mouth's
corner down to where it
disappeared beneath the collar of
the little boy's SpongeBob
t-shirt -
bleached white turning crimson ...
the streak wound
its...

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My auntie came to visit when I was three, but nearly four.
    I proudly and lovingly wore her name gifted to me,...

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My spirit flew away to far off lands,
travelling over hills and vales, 
o'er seas and deserts dry,
until it arrived high 
on a cold chain of...

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A spiritual sickness enveloped my stagnant heart.
I searched for her in darkened obscure visions,
A futile illusory chase that led to a desert of love.
Had I...

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The old man had always had an unnatural fondness 
for the animal but could never seem to bond with human easily, 
with the exception of...

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Her
simply.

Her
intensely,
my world.

Her
a peach. 

Her 
juices singing
a melody.

Her
cooling,
to my
burning hot.

Her
trickled
out my 
lips, 
on my 
chin.

Her
smears 
my flesh.

Her
lingers.

Her 
just 
a taste 

Her!

04~12~2014
Maurice Yvonne  ...

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We have something in common, a fellow I talk to now and then. We’re about the same age and perhaps the only ones in the...

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My beloved Drino,

Take me to the memory

a neverlasting dream

which lived in yester yesterday

long before destiny took its toll

and footprints marked separate paths

Take me back to...

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