Romance Fantasy Poems

                As I look at the sky I tremble that...

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 O beloved rose in my 
  garden of fairy-lamps,
would you bloom in hues of stardust?
let the daffodil moon 
  envy this fragrant...

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on a rearing steed Sir Rowelph rode
and rode, he rode through snorting nose
of thunderous fan, his stallion 
galloping, charging, claiming land
to the rhythm of a...

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I saw no one but felt a gentle nudge, 
As I woke up, she uttered not a word, 
But beckoned, gravity of time to judge,...

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Dancing in my mind is the horror that unfolds,
Enchanting visions, where fear of falling for you takes hold.
Cannot escape being drawn to my nightmare, which...

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Red is the flavor of passion and desire
The taste of a kiss that sets your soul on fire
Red is the spice that tingles your tongue
Heat...

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My pearl heart rests 
              in the chiffon sands 
of forsaken memories,...

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My initials are M F, of course, given by my parents. I don't use nicknames in any of my writings.

Maiden’s flimsy faking made mystique meaningless...

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Treading softly over luscious loam and skeletal leaves
Wisps of virtuoso violin slipping through cracks in topiaries
A savory smoke curing wild boar
With bated breath I hunt...

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Deep in the night

I lay awake, alone-

Thinking of your touch as light-

Tempted to pick up my phone


Craving you by my side

To keep me warm;

Wrapped in...

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I was a famous, American actress, who adored performing for live audiences,
In stage plays, both modern and classic, like velvet time, which often rushes.

Rose acclaim...

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I was a zealous environmental scientist, preserving green on our blue planet;
To benefit all animals, plants and people, under sunset skies of pomegranate.

I strived hard...

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I was a daydreamer and stargazer, who eagerly awaited calm nights of glitter,
Like blue skies warily turning pink, plum and red, as orange sun sinks,...

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Visions of You

I long for you now, in mornings’ light, 
Outside my window, oceans’ first sight, 
Your warm supple skin, on silken thread,
The rapture of...

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I gaze at those fireflies in
your butter-sweet eyes that shine,
succulent with white lush pulp
of love's purity,

you hue my wildflower heart
with hyacinth, as we twirl
like spring-shaded...

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