Best Weaves Poems

Blooming avid hearts, where reveries dwell,
“Love weaves a mysterious magic spell”
Turning daydreams into amorous fairytale
Of endeavors esoteric smitten passions unveil,

Sketching emotions, fantasies ecstatic ignite,
Threading themes, musings-intimate write,
Embroidering bliss upon tapestries of mind,
Bedecking realm heavenly, destiny designed,

Rejoicing springs roaming on fragrant breeze,
Sailing blue seas, summer’s aspirations...

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In hues of sepia she maintains
her web of life, Mother Nature;
from smallest seed to greatest
creature her umbilical sustains.

The fate of all life resides 
in her consciousness and flow;
like a machine each part depends
on the other parts smooth glide.

Pollinators nurture flora,
food is recycled and regenerates;
feeding others...

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"Dreamer Weaves You Closer"



Dreamer weaves 
you closer
her golden words
like breath brought
her into a new world
each chord held 
she remembers holding 
the constellation
Virgo in her arms 
in time small windows
open midnight blue
glistening jade
they reign over her
a Lion whispering 
the oddest nursery rhymes, 
lullabies she's remembering
over time
"if...

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In My Dreams , Dream Weaver Weaves

Beside still waters and pastures lush and green
I wander into a late summer night dream.
She appears with her eyes so beautiful and deep
a vision that forever tempts me in my sleep.



Long flowing gold adorned her jet black hair
chasing me...

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Weaves to women is like an aid
Some they wear straight and some they braid
Wigs are used for easy access
They grab one quickly when their own hair's a mess

Some women wear wigs and weaves
To desire that look they want to achieve
Women think men prefer long hair
But...

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The dream of the fluffy fluffs
the little Cutts of the curly cotton crafts 

Blow a bit they will fly ...
Uncontrollably fly high out of sight 
Cringing the kite 

On the November's hectic moon ... 
They blew all over ,  
covering the truths cocoon..

First Across...

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Grandmother spider’s weaving is intricate, delicate, beyond compare
Like Belgium lace or the intricate weave of a bamboo chair
She spins her truth by night, it gets water beads on it by day.
We observe in silence as she puts her strings together in a certain way....

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Weaves with such ease 
Eternal seas and suns into One
Avenues of harmless fun
Venture in, the surfs up some.
Equal marks of day and night 
Shorter ways to the longest light
Seems to save time…
Eave emits a Vernal rhyme
Venture into my mind.
Autumn signals the same
Eternally we see without...

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"Love Weaves A Mysterious Magic Spell"                                       ...

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“Love weaves a mysterious magic spell”
Enchanted heart light pulse no rein can quell
Moonbeam frenzy rippling through souls entwined 
Dark midnight hour gasp  a charmed sleigh bell


Golden whispers permeate our hub aligned
Pearl-eyed lustrous jinx free oath undersigned 
We bare toe dash at wishful madcap pace...

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In the depths of the night, where the moon weaves dreams from silver threads,
I find myself in a labyrinth of the soul, a realm of shadows and light,
Where generosity and fear intertwine into an ethereal tapestry,
And my deeds are echoes of hidden truths.
In a garden...

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Some days, God weaves a tapestry, 
Life's circumstances furiously knitting.  
Other days, leaving things to ourselves, 
She does needlepoint, while sitting....

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When Love crosses cultures.....

Relationships smooth over cultural differences.
A person who is part of one nationality and part
of another nationality is blessed with both
cultures.

When there is no accepting of other nationalities
or beliefs is when the heart hardens.
Why is youth are more accepting of diverse cultures
than older...

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I stand at the edge of time, where yesterday weaves into today in an eternal dance,
I gaze upon the uncharted path that stretches like a blank canvas, waiting to be painted by my steps,
The wind whispers secretly, like an old confidant, of a future lurking...

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TRUMPELSTILTSKIN 
Weaves his selfish golden lies 
As he yet again connives 
To fool voters into electing him once more! ???????...

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