Best Whorled Poems

Oh dreamy lass of fragrant wiles,
            a parasol of white unfurled..
your bloom beguiles her...

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Seems like I could be on top of the world.
I think about poetry like my tongue is pearled.
Just the other day I wrote a poem...

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Traveled long
 I come afar
Guided by a star 

Hear echoes of voice within

I am aching 
from blues and bruise
Yet, I languish to cruise
Nothing to lose
This...

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 " . . . I experience the ultimate thrill.
When all the noises around me are still." 

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In the fragility of dreams
Slowly withers with the complexities 
Of life while also overshadowing
Flowers on tufts of whorled branches and leaves
Drowning bleakness in unforgiving world

An...

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Time ticks on
and I am its minutes
crafting the hour
of poetic germination.

No longer will I write words
reminiscent of willow-like catkins.

But shall bloom true poetic flowers
whose petals...

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Beyond a sweet zephyr
     whorled a scent,
something so familiar
   amidst that breeze,
'twas like warm apple pie
   sitting...

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through the eyes-
the fire whorled sugar maple
       speaks to the soul

    non-traditional haiku
   ...

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The beautiful enchantress I call you or the revered Goddess;
So many sunk at your feet to death slow, by your beauty besotted
While for a holy...

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from antiquity of the Peruvian Inca mountains
'til today's unsheathed bladed Java buttons clicking
the numbers add up to incessant discounting counting
to sacrifice our own graven image...

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Diving into the whorled
undercurrent of your passion,
a sizzling madness
greedily devours my aching need --
Caught in the under- toe 
of your magnetic current, 
my trembling body...

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Rumours
plyed, garlands 
whorled to shape,
veiled in chaste, she
appeared....

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When does an outcome thoroughly blossom
through snow falls and brokenhearted sunsets?
Life provides inspiration of awesome
born adventures to sing with no regrets.

Hope, faith, love nonstop of...

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Horrendous Fruit

“Ah my eyes!” the acid sprays,
From the knobbly whorled display,
Of the thickened orange skin,
Pith and citric acid akin.

I take a bite of segmented fruit,
Cells...

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"Time isn't precious at all because it is an illusion ...
The more you are focused on time past and future-
the more you miss the...

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