Best Whitened Poems

Blackberry kisses, within the celestial starlit mornings hour....

Stirring these passions aglow, amid the flickering flames of desire ~

Caressing such thoughts of you; smouldering embers, that burnish so very brightly!

These ardent heated emotions; florids, of the blue oranges rising ~ 

Crossing the boundaries of a tomorrows...

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Blackberry kisses, within the celestial starlit mornings hour....

Stirring these passions aglow, amid the flickering flames of desire ~

Caressing such thoughts of you; smouldering embers, that burnish so very brightly!

These ardent heated emotions; florids, of the blue oranges rising ~ 

Crossing the boundaries of a tomorrows...

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Gazing toward the horizon, embracing this now setting sun

While as stepping through this threshold, to find myself

Once more mesmerized by these thoughts of her portrait

Born, inside such cupids eyes of love

A feeling somewhat familiar begins to arise, deep inside, this soul of my very soul

Something...

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Marred and minced remnants pile high in a storm’s swarm
Yesterdays, hardened-soft, surface where sea’s warm…

Flotsam found, lays tales around, in frayed traces
Another shattered shell whimpers of graces
vying with the sea-swept sands: gloss embossed fades…
Ocean’s dead! These are castaways of Hades, 
rid of depth, stranded upon...

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Though wrinkled veins line years on drooping arms        
I'll hold all springtime's traces of young vows,
To care for you through life’s devoted charms
And rouse our crowning milestones , joy endows
While tint of whitened hair enchants my heart--
That passing...

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The thought of life supreme
in a land of my dreams
in a place where beauty dwells
among the flowing water streams
 
Switzerland would be that dream
among the mountains so majestic
there the Alps are the tops
this indeed is simply fantastic
 
Watching the cows ring their bells
walking in the...

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think of me as a poem;
hear the words that fall
from the faint whispers of my heart,
it bleeds for you, more so than whitened lids
that prop themselves open
as if the backdrop of night.
they see nothing 
without the gleam of stars
that fall as i look in your...

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The pen

The pen that hoards ten thousand words,
 seeks only guiding hand
To spill it’s blood on virgin page,
 like entrails in the sand
For thus the toil, at authors whim, 
drives quill to strive for gain
That readers eye, or listening heart, 
might understand the pain
The arteries...

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lost in a winter dream~
beneath the indigo sky
the melancholic music soars
echoing from distant shores
making dainty daffodils dance
in the bleak starlit eve.

snowflakes whitened my hair
as I chase the evening glow

searching where the melodies flow
and there I find you
under the moonlight shadow
singing my old favourite song
while stardust...

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From whitened trees, leaves are leaving
Releasing fall, color flutters
Upon the wind's icy mutters
With a ruby river weaving
Homage to a season's grieving


10/20/23...

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Slowly I knock on your invisible door.

Listening for your cold heart and I wait

The silence comforts me and your heart is asleep

I pick up the invisible glass of your blood

It is drunk slowly as I taste and the savors

I don't have to be quiet but...

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The light chiffon veneers of winter's face


                    Slow-deliquesce as rangy shadows wane


              ...

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WONDERLAND OF SNOW

White powdery wisps

Instead of the morning dew...

Winter's Wonderland


       * * *

  SNOW ANGEL

Walking past the park

Wings made with childlike passion

Angelic Image


       * * *

   SNOW  SNOW ...

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Who am I really?
Lover , sinner , saint?
The outward faces that we show,
are only coats of paint.
Everyone goes about  the expected way,
and plays their little games,
never realizing , that they all spread the pain.
The ones we thought that loved us best,
tell the most vicious...

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single silver birch
overlooks the whitened head stones
priest in black waiting....

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