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Best Turning Poems


The Turning
The year has finally yawned and turned       
Upon a half-revealed shoulder.
A vibrancy, intrinsic to a reemerging 
Enforcement of the strengthening light, 
In its deliberate and unconcerned      
Way, heightening, with increasing vigour,   ...

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Categories: turning, celebration,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Turning Back the Hands of Time
On boulevards of memories, with you I walk
Reminiscing in yesteryear as I turn back the clock
And persuade the silence of amour to talk
As conversations of yore ridicule and mock.

When passage of time changed us, losing its way
Feelings that still evoked had nothing to say
And hearts...

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Categories: turning, emotions, lost love, memory,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member leaves turning moon
trees tessellated
	prismatic presentation  ~
		wizened eyes widen

(September Full Moon – Anishinaabe)...

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Categories: turning, autumn, bird, color, moon,
Form: Haiku

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry



Premium Member On Turning Fifty
A five and a zero.
Numbers.
The big one creeping up,
Five...
Four three two one!
The countdown has begun
The race is on.
Big one creeping up so fast
I can hear the crack of the gun.
The big five... Oh
My mother didn't make it past.
I've been told that that's your big one,
Your...

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Categories: turning, age, cancer, me, mother,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Turning Up Her Imagination
keep the music sorrowfully low,
so big daddy doesn’t hear.
the shadowy figures, surrender
and whisper in your ear.

the psychedelic colors flow
like the sea foam beat.
Angie, your chromatic hair
smells incandescently sweet.

locked and loaded, alone
with your beastie dreams.
your pillow’s soft and it leans -
your coming apart “at the seams”

one...

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Categories: turning, dark,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member On a Poet Turning To Stone
petrified 
                                           ...

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Categories: turning, poets,
Form: Senryu



Am I Turning Into a Lizard Serial Killer
Hmmm, where do I start? With deep sighs, I am sighing right now.
I just finished burying 2 lizards, and my heart is heavy...

Let me back up a bit...bear with me if I might turn out to be confusing here,
but I just need to write this,...

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Categories: turning, angst, animal, how i
Form: Narrative
Premium Member A Turning Point
The man stumbled on, wanting to get as far away as possible
the sights he had seen and lived through too terrible to contemplate.
How could another human deliberately inflict such awful things on another.
He could see a gentle stream of smoke arising from the distant chimney
and...

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Categories: turning, dark, hope, war,
Form: Epic
Turning Point
Will tomorrow be smiles and lovely
Will your smile ever be real to me again
I don't know how to change what is 
Time has creeped upon you and I
Grey is our hair and loose is our skin

Those things don't matter
Just the way you speak unkindly
Hurts me...

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Categories: turning, husbandme, smile,
Form: Dramatic Monologue
Ever Turning Circle
In winter’s white, as angels cry
for early spring to warm the wind,
to bring to life with gentle sigh,
in love, the bitter frost has thinned.

For early spring to warm the wind,
at Valentine’s romantic calls,
in love, the bitter frost has thinned,
where dancers twirl amid stone walls.

At Valentine’s...

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Categories: turning, faith, inspirational, nature, sea,
Form: Pantoum
I'M Turning Into Mother
I’m turning into mother
Eyebrows, nose, and lips.
Bosoms hanging, almost, to
my child bearing hips.

She’s grumpy and forgetful
And I’m growing much the same.
Tables now are turning
In the parent child game.

It’s me that does the cleaning,
Feeds and dresses too
Who always asks before we go
‘have you been to the...

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Categories: turning, child, life, me, mother,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member It Keeps Turning
When the day is put to bed
and at last you lay your cares
aside, then listen to the wind songs
playing in the trees beyond the garden
wall. A night bird serenades his lover
with his own sweet and tender melody
reassuring her that the dawn will come.
When the day...

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Categories: turning, inspiration,
Form: Verse
Premium Member Turning and Waiting
What am I but an ironic turning
of this mind, now frosted,
from a short walk around the edge,
of the corner,
promising to never promise,
even as I do?

And even, as I do
then; within the spin,
of what I've seen,
passing shadows and looks,
along here and there,
past where fragments of dreams,
cool...

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Categories: turning, adventure, journey,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Turning Pages To Paradise
Cast upon a book
Her angel eyes
Within her mind
This beauty flies

She's not restrained
By earthly woes
Within her mind
Imagery flows

In this garden
Beneath morning star
Wings to paradise
She travels so far

Look of serenity
Yet inside there's heat
On passionate pages
Her heart skips a beat

A sweet knowing smile
Spreads across her face
Imagining strong hands
Removing...

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Categories: turning, angel, garden, imagery, love,
Form: Quatrain
Premium Member Turning To Cicero
"The budget should be balanced, the Treasury should be refilled, public debt should be reduced, the arrogance of officialdom should be tempered and controlled, and the assistance to foreign lands should be curtailed lest Rome become bankrupt. People must again learn to work instead of...

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Categories: turning, history, social,
Form: Free verse

Book: Reflection on the Important Things