Best Unobtrusively Poems

A fire blazes behind the veil 
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This veil I wear
is not made of cloth
for no fabric could withstand
the incendiary passion
I command

It's self-imposed
not forced
no man's hand
would dare cover me
yet here I am
swathed in these layers...
folds of security
you see
it's easier
much easier
just to be like the rest
not a...

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For PD's Collaboration Contest
August 28, 2015

By: Eileen Manassian 

Thank you for this string of pearls 
What a beautiful sight! 
Right?
Yes.....a sheer delight. 
You look surprised! 
You gifted them to me 
Can't you see? 
This beautiful pearl tapestry 
Exquisite jewelry!!! 

One by one.... 
They came to...

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...inspired by 'Portrait of a Lady' by T.S. Eliot


On winter days the view outside is nebulous at best,
within, the furniture is as it alway was, and I am waiting,
waiting for a glimpse of you to silence my equivocating.
Somber is my attitude, the light is dim,...

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The rippled lake ebbs strangely silent 
while memories cling  to me---
there's not a tinge of you here anymore
and my fiery pulse  now withers:

I roam upon the  dunes of time
as  current’s surge echoes like waves' blare,
your indifferent glance marks 
a broken oath...

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The Last Hope, Translation of Paul Verlaine’s sonnet : Dernier espoir

There stands a tree in the cemetery
Thrusting itself up in total freedom,
By no means the fruit of bereavement –
Spreading itself out on stone unobtrusively.

In this tree, be it summer or winter,
A bird alights to trill...

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Wending my way down a country road in my air-conditioned car,
In yon vale a weathered church steeple beckoned me from afar.
'Twas Sunday morning and the clarion peal of its bell caught my ear.
There stood a simple House of God with a graveyard in the rear.

My...

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I stare at the stark darkness ahead,
My hands squeeze the steering wheel
While a simple trepidation musters its way to my heart
The road is long, my headlights keeping shadows in check
I see the smooth path, intrigued by its uniform contentment
My tires and many tires before have...

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...inspired by 'Portrait Of A Lady' by T.S. Eliot


On winter days the view outside is nebulous at best,
within, the furniture is as it always was, and I am waiting,
waiting for a glimpse of you to silence my equivocating.
Somber is my attitude, the light is dim,...

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Earthy barmy leafs scurry
Pulling rapidly in peak flurry 
Lamenting blind as mists worry 

Crude cool calm earth attacks slowly
Silly calm breeze shoo wholly
Sharp plume vanishes hollowly

Descending riveted cloud gleam 
Sputtering upon scratching stream 
Hurries vacantly in sprinkling steam

Lying oaks bewail 'n bemoan
Unobtrusively giggling delicately unknown
On...

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Brackish-gurgling days that
Unobtrusively slid along
Past tussock grass and curled up 
Balls of Fern...
Glued tightly onto structured vanes
Of outstretched frond.
Venerable Mosses reciting epic tales,
Measured throughout Metronomical 
Strains,
Chanting methodically in harmonious
Downturn - 
Wherein contained: 
Foreboding dialects delivered in a 
Forgotten Gaelic tongue,
Magical incantations sung in unison -
Agelessly...

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In the darkness a flicker of moonlight,
shadows dance. Kissing her long and sweetly
teasing, capturing her sigh craze delight,
she let out a moan unobtrusively. 

"I love you. I murmured, "Just you and I."
You make my body sing and my heart soar. 
Is this called love, or...

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I saw a dream, the one in color.
That made me wonder if it's real.
I felt desire and felt purpose.
While steering boat made of steel.
.
There was an island on horizon.
And waves were calmly hugging shore.
The Sun was shining, clouds smiling.
And joy pierced air ever more.
.
So unobtrusively...

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“Inside the Great Halls of Us”



Inside 
The Great Halls of Us,
there resides a ghost 

IT hides in plain sight,
waiting quietly, alone, 
in our dark

there, IT holds ITs light,
to draw us further in,
we nervously laugh IT off 

ITs reflection lit,
seems glowingly familiar,
we are frightened of IT...

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Memory, oh sweet memory, 
Lost in dizziness, but found.
Excite my brain to joyfulness.
Pain is sometimes lethal.

Memory loss is just one warning sign of this war.
Add to that: headaches, depression, oh, the mental pain.
Numbness, insomnia, heart palpations, and more, begin slowly.
From whence comes your sweet deception?
My...

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I slip in unobtrusively 
and take a seat in back, 
the orchestra is tuning up, 
I open up my pack 
and take a rolled up magazine 
with which to play along, 
conducting is a passion 
I have had since I was young. 

The brass, the...

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