Best Tuned In Poems

POTD 7th Mar 2018

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Like dark molten honey caressing her tongue
and soul food for taste...

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Silent, she slips from her stronghold’s security,
safely tucked high on the cliff in her nest.
Cautious, she stays in the shadows afforded her,
sorrowful, hesitant, missing the...

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It has been ages since the laughter died, which was many suns ago,
Soon swept away by fleeting time, like the brief giggle of a rainbow.

My...

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Night fell,
Summer’s heat abating,
I sat leaning against a tall magnolia,
Its fragrance spreading everywhere
Like echoes of whispering breezes.
Despite all I could not rest and sleep.

The moon...

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She sat in her little cottage
Her ears tuned
Her body alive
Waiting…
Waiting for that knock on the door
Anytime now
She pulled back the frilly curtains
And peered out at...

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French Bread
	
	
	Your index finger 
	draws figure-eights 
	in the dusting of flour 
	on the counter top 
	where you lean
	quite casually, 
	watching as I make 
	a loaf...

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A mother’s ears  - fine tuned
will pick up on her infant whimpering
          in the middle...

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We each have a guardian angel
Here to guide us every day
And to guard us from the dangers
That we meet along the way.

You may not ever...

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An inner earthquake rattles him again
             as the fiery sun dips in the...

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I could not write poetry
till I was brain damaged
a life of shame, abuse
no good to anyone, oh yes and of no use
hiding behind the dark...

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Two poetic hydrangea mobiles ~ happy or sad, take your pick 

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Weeping hydrangeas spill
sapphire tears falling,
drenching grey scale gardens
suspended, free flowing
a mobile of distractions
on tiny...

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I'll hold this place for her loving faintly-
fragile, and tepid outer layer veils so thinly
a gorgeous core shining bright and quietly
  Her eyes say...

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FIRST MOVEMENT (Minor Key)

Times such as these test body soul and mind
So should our thoughts be pain and dark confined
Or loosed to concentrate on brighter...

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Love Is Our Prize

Love is our prize, for we are true,
Thus beats my heart, so claim your eyes,
When in unison two souls coo
As night romantic...

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The Air We Breathe

Whatever death hides in the dark forest?
The Man attentive to death-defying chances
with sinister low sweeping branches, strong
confused as to the hierarchical level
upon...

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