Intrigue Poems - Poems about Intrigue

A dragonfly, zipping so fast, Tried to land on a toupee that passed. It mistook it for hair, Then got quite a scare, When the toupee blew off in a blast! ©bfa032225 ...

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Walking through the cornfields of memory with glee reminiscing about self-journeys and the laws of love and care how life has provoked the mind to think of love as the guest of free earth the guest of loving caresses the brain to submit to the mind and admit the word happy and safe is...

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I was a skilled, dedicated CIA agent, helping to preserve national security, By searching for and garnering information, as silvery rain ensures purity. Days were spent perusing foreign material, or viewing international news, Like walking a maze of crooked, green paths, in a pair of fancy red shoes. I wrote reports detailing these findings, to share with wise national...

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INTRIGUE a source   of light much anticipated  absorbed in quiet   intrigue  positioned    coordinated encountered in the prestigious & coveted by a  shadowy sense of stillness reproduced in minimal &  melancholy  daily life replicated by  concepts in curiosity...

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INTRIGUE  all  too often a precurser of ongoing trends compressed in  visual  fictions of asthete  principles  ideals in forbidden  themes once assimulated then recreated then to  appear in the  unconscious &  contrived to awaken as turbulent  distractions NOTE:THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE using spaces&breaks without grammatical symbols ,the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and responds thus making this enigmatic form a two way interplay & interpretatIon unique to the moment& changing according to mood is inherently variable....

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It is Intriguing that some feel more alive when they're asleep...

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Lost in consciousness, sublimely aware of the dust motes that saccade my sight, as they tenderly frolic amongst the remnant of sunlight that streams through my window pane. Gentle the whispers of the wind that kiss the glass; how distinct the cawing of the raven perched upon the window's edge. How crisp the turbid air, with its frosty...

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Mystique of mouthful aisle eats intrepid footsteps Bespoke brick shelf scrapers muffle internet tweets Eyes provide sole light source, borers of exploration Closed cover modesty encroaches on curiousity Timorous piled rectangles least represent symmetry Shifted to stained beige paged, folded back scars Markers of importance boast creased corners torn In enthused infusing, informed more with each turn Tattered stacks of...

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November Intrigue--Five Haikus Moss breathes dampness, near shifting blankets of old leaves. Beds of lichen thrive. Both pure and pungent, the air is soul-enhancing, gifting faint wood smoke. On the forest floor, Princess Pine grows sweetly in pristine patches. Old stone foundations and a gurgling waterfall capture heavy mist. Dark reeds cross the marsh to a long strand of young spruce, vivid and spritely....

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How mysterious a force is intrigue - a poet's plight and salvation, a magnet of unyielding supernatural bliss to our muse. Captivating and drawing us to our mastery of mystery, impetuously impelling us as we patronize our exquisite enigma. We hold our breath to unique and incredible realities as its momentum baits and beckons...

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As we look forward to a (Revolution) in living and loving the retired life. I was hoping my wife, who is teaching me how to speak toddler. Would lead me to a (Spontaneous) (Fixation), to (Patronize) our two year old granddaughter, and (Navigate) the (Portal) of some (Tangible)(Intrigue). And provide the older grand kids with some exciting games and entertainment....

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Intrigue was tangible in the room that night. A spontaneous outburst had brought to light The plot to patronize the young Prince Harry Whose fixation would lead him to marry A commoner not fit for Royal portal - A place reserved for a loyal mortal. The revelation that they could live elsewhere Caused him to navigate to Canada somewhere. Gave up his...

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Frosty crystals cling to silken threads The once perfect geometry sags with unexpected weight Dawn's warm rays cast a pale glow across the scene The glittering pattern holds a moment of fascination Before the beauty destroys itself...

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Though the words were unspoken I could tell he was broken I’d been hurt too and was scared to start something new But he was so wonderfully unique and I was intrigued by his mystique...

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Though the necks sighting of Ichabod Crane humungous horror helplessly harassing, hellish hyena howling, hideously hounding, headless Halloween hair raising happening, regarding haunting horseman spectre, not due to arrive (in gremlin, golem, and goblin crawling theaters everywhere in outer limits of twilight zone), come October thirty first two thousand, and nineteen divination trap pings can never be implemented overly soon - to satiate subhuman scary sightings, sans mine ineluctable supernatural drive biz ease, this (gopher broke, phantasmagoric over seer grown wunderkind, passionately...

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