Best Wane Poems

The thunder crackled like a hound in pain,
And the air was filled with misty grains, 
Some evil spirit had stepped on their gardens, 
Breaking the flowers that died in wane

The people were lying in the bony arms of terror, 
The sky was filled with screeching...

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There once was a young Rufus, so the picture shows that story

Who approached life without fear, trusting all was hunky dory

But since he lived in high gear, some of his parts had worn out

Including his beautiful hair, that never more will sprout

It once was healthy...

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Time Has Passed, Colors Are On The Wane


Time has passed, colors are on the wane,
Saddened smiles are dancing once again.
Youthful perfect days are now deceased,
Into dark midnights, aged and released.
Like shreds of colored glass they yet shine,
And cut softly into this heart of mine.

Like sad...

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On countrysides animal scurry along, leaving footprints

In the carbonized material of this planet.

Channel surfing & empty ink pens,

Pepsi & wadded up candy wrappers

All over the house remannts of LIFE

Breathing all over us.

 

LIFE moves over us like a rapist in some dark room 

We somehow...

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A cosmic gulf of enormity besets thee,
as intellectual relevancy re-entry
splash down in a vast sea of ignorance

The empirical wherewithal to muse observe, 
with keen, hydrogen-based acuity,
is nary an airy given oxygen insurance

Doth not the face of the southern sky
tans thy northern confidence?
Giving a crescent grimaced,...

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Wild at heart, blind man plays with burning fire;
Allows bold passion to secure mind games;
Notice dance transcend the funeral pyre;
Excite rash action to favour proud name.
Weave odd tapestry with vain thoughts loudly;
One wholesome motion beyond graveyard shift;
Note clear feel and see urge and flow easy;
Dig...

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I wax poetic as lifeblood imperceptibly doth wane

Mine body electric analogous 
to Google map pronounced 
with arteries and countless varicose vein
visible popping blood vessels  
leeches haven grand old time 
at expense of poor sucker 
abracadabra backfired 
courtesy corp hustle legerdemain. 

Aging baby boomer
no longer...

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At the core, the center
of the centrifugal truth
which twists us, compression
to splitting of seams
I wonder, in doubt
if you've ever been...
A nugget of golden
elaboration
layered in years of
compliance in dreams
teeth turned irrelevant dust in a crunch
It's obvious now that you grind
at the seams
on a nugget of truth...

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In strengths aging wane
As joints ache with creaking pain
Lies a heart still and pensive
Beneath hands folded restive
	
And as thought ponders life
Against a calendar of love and strife
The eyes brim up with feelings weary
As vision fades in eyes so teary

But then as memory plays
Sepia thoughts of...

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thousand butterflies 
flutter around freedom gained ...
tender soothing sun

fragrant breeze enters 
the weddings of lights and shades ...
uninvited guest?

buds smiling dancing
dream of their adolescence ...
aware of fading

dewdrops roll and fall
flower faces feel free for ...
buzzing honey bees

spring seems peeping through
windows of seasonal shifts ...
costumed to...

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Ever positive, ever growing,
The emotions will keep flowing
The flit of a bird,
The sound that is heard,
The senses rejoice
Joined in one voice
One call, One chorus
heard throughout the forest.
As the summer comes to a close 
Sitting there sunning in repose.
Marveling at life’s great changes 
The things that...

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The journey gets lonely with no one to talk to
Needing yesterdays that are a joy to look back on
Piled so high their looming shadow teeters
The cairnstone words and rhyme trees blazed
Are made to ease others journey jeeters
Toward cloud painted sunsets on sky stormy seas
Ever is...

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Waned moon's crescent child
              hoping to
    one day soon shine full

       Full moon wanes
 its light gentles dark night
    ...

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If I must be plain
The popularity of a Train
Had begun to wane
And to skyrocket that of Plane
Airports sweeping lots of gain,
With little or no strain:
Billions of dollars in the main;
In case of Nigeria: Naira Rain:
A Lion complete with Kingly mane,
Though Air Disaster their combative bane....

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I beheld a garden of flowers
That graces an awesome hill;
Thrilled that same hour
By the garden goddess of the hill.

She handles with poise, 
And fights like a warrior;
With the melody of her voice,
She counters terror.
 
Behold the garden goddess!
Majestic as a chess Queen;
Elegant like an Empress
On...

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