Best Violets Poems

The path you walk I adore. 
Seeds I’ll scatter around,
Then from earth, blooms will pour 
to grace your precious ground.
A highway I shall lay for...

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Close your eyes and forget the rain
                  ...

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Like violets were her eyes when first I spied
the lady with a sweet child’s face who peeked
at me from bushes that she stood beside,
alluring Lilah,...

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ROSES ARE RED

The flower’s crimson cerise hue
creates the petal’s grand debut
of love and memories to recall
my florid sanguine gift of all

VIOLETS ARE BLUE

Azalea breath with...

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WORKSHOP POEM: GRAND TOUR TO FAIRYLAND


Sprinkled-rainbow clouds reign above the skies,
peeping yellow in-between wrinkled pillars 
shine like bulbs to crash the net of fog
attached to...

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the solitude
the silence
silence of a bee in the forest
silence of the leaves
leaves on majestic trees
leaves my soul quivering 
quivering treasures
quivering happiness and joy 
joy...

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"Captive Deep Blue Je Reviens"





I walk beside you 
in your dreams,
you are always in me 
warm and pounding, 
twin heart, 
burning bright flame, 
beautiful addiction
captive...

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I made a promise, a little visit
A busy day...so much to do..
But, I'm running late, they will be waiting...
I should be going...the clock is ticking
I'll...

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I put my thumb up while the thoughts of darkness came and went
In each person's life there may be sorrow and defeat
You see a little...

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      Before my flowing, poetic pen is hushed in Quietus,
And I have reached my journey's end with folded hands;
 ...

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adventure, growing up, hip hop, repetition, word play

A ONE STEP AT A TIME ©
Life is but a hopscotch path
Players vying for placement
Rules to follow aground
Tokens...

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Roses are red
Violets are blue
I’m up for a quickie
Do you fancy one too?

13th February 2015...

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Winds may howl,
Wild animals growl,
The forest grows cold, 
For I am lonesome and old
As the sun peaks through the clouds, 
I hear your soft, young...

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I came across an old cemetery today while exploring,
     Full of broken, toppled headstones and tangled weeds;
There was a deep hush,...

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These Limericks were written by many different PS poets who are all remaining anonymous.  If you would like to add one of your own...

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