Best Whispered Poems

~Alice Sweet Alice~

        *Like Sisters*
   Everyday -- Holding Hands 
Sunday Dress -- Pink Ribbons
  ...

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From childhood it was a world of two...you and I...
I leaned lightly, leisurely against your heart and you let me in.

We were five I use...

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F eeling enraptured, Autumn dances in the wind, then undresses.
A s bright robes fall to the ground, her passion paints the twilight skies.
L ike a...

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The old man sat with eyes closed, dozing in his chair
Until a little voice he heard say “Grandpa, are you there”.

He gazed upon a little...

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Poor Peter Pumpkin had a very itty bitty head.
So the farmer made him stay inside the garden bed.

The farmer said that he was going to...

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She Touched The Water

My muse
touched the waters
of a spring fed river
She had a special gift to deliver
Releasing the inspiration 
from deep within her
She said “...

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He read her like a book 
as her wistful words poured forth
from deep within the pages
of her tender seeking soul.

He lay mesmerized 
as her paragraphs...

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have you not heard me?

borne upon the air at dusk, dancing ... I have whispered you in a million voices
    still, you...

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POTD 6th Sept 2019

When the dawn kisses the dew on all thing that grow
and that first melancholy thought, ponderous and low
questions any relevant notions to...

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How fast to wiles I fell my damask rose,
awake from slumber slept untold ages.
To gaze so deep in ocean eyes repose,
and print whispered prayer on...

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Receive
Listen
Be Still

Whispered words arriving on teardrops of the wind
They call to me
Embracing me so that I may exhale
For a moment in time

I look down to...

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stars twinkled brilliantly
against majestic snow-capped mountains,
delicate pure white flakes danced;
swirling, twirling, rhythmically.

she stood, nose pressed tightly
against the window pane; gazing in awe
at the magic the...

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When my heart
was no longer content in solitude;

I asked;

"Oh my lonely heart, 
what is it that you desire?"

Softly it whispered

for her heart beats to ease...

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The sun was rising high in the east over the town of Milton creek
It was the eighteenth day of December, the start of Christmas week
All...

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The moonlight bathed her cell in pallid light while she sat hunched over her desk, clutching her pen between her confound fingertips. As she bled ink...

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