Long Cascade down Poems

A voice, a silky sweet voice i my ear
a whisper, a whispering question hanging in the air
but there's a conflict of interest
I'm no master nor hero
not even a zero, I'm just a boy
a boy craving...

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Memories of a bleak childhood haunted him ever and anon.
Whenever he thinks of that dark day, a thousand blades cut through him.
Shocked by the ferocity of that memory, his mind still goes insane.
Old wounds are...

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An angelic figure glides among the damned
One who is not quite angel, yet not quite so much as human
More like something in between the lines of both barely hanging onto the title
With eyes that paralyze,...

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Can We “Feel” Music?
By Carol Geyer


Can we “feel” music? Can the notes cool or warm us?
Soothing like green aloe balm, or warm as flaming Yule logs,
 or as majestic as a fully leafed oak?
 ...

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Unlike as in the West, there was no dating in our time. After a formal meeting before the family members, the boy and girl will be allowed sometime for a private talk. (that too only...

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So here it is
the passing of a day
this dull Spring day
and the silence pollutes my thoughts
while the depression dips poison into my oxygen
It's cold outside
fitting weather for how I feel inside
for I am lost
I don't...

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Can you see the radiance in her smile? That beautiful row of white goodness that makes me forget there are other people existing in the world.  Can you see the sensuousness of her skin?...

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Betrayed

You stand still like monuments
As umoved and unshakable as a grave
You utter words of unfathomable promise
Your stare bores into me
Drilling into my soul, piercing my heart
But your lips curve into a snide smile
That mocks and...

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“A Reckoning of Illumination”

Autumn winds fall delicately upon my weary soul 

Light from a heavenly place surrounds my interpretation of the scripture 

Elemental hues of grace cascade down from the enlightened sky 

A mystical proposition...

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Tidying Love All Up
by Lem Griffiths
July, 2016

Carefully, I asked, 
'What's with all the bleach in the pan?
All the week?'
She was the newly appointed Assistant Land Lady.

'It brings it all up the whiter', she came back..
I...

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On the western horizon where the sun goes to bed,
there stands the Canadian Rockies,
so majestic in size,
solid and immovable,
yet fluid and ever-changing.

I am awed by their beauty,
the way the sun reflects off the snow,
making them...

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I co-officiated a three generation wedding yesterday…
My son Bryan co-officiated with me….
and since it was my grandsons wedding…
in terms of generations that makes three.

The wedding was at our cabin in the mountains…
still cherished by the...

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My son is at war, so far from our home
He left this sweet haven to places unknown
Seeing his face in a photo so near 
Knowing he’ll be gone at least for a year
And the great...

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When the sun shines in the sky and no clouds can be seen
A walk along the river bank is like a lovely dream
Down from the bridge the narrow stony path winds
Grassy banks on either side...

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Bounding through the tall grass
I can feel the afternoon sun
warming the fur on my back
as I head away from it,
deftly leaping
   rock and crags,
releasing my sorrow
   to the wind.
And as I...

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Glorious spring sunshine kiss my limbs as they sprout
With each opening bud, "I'm so alive" I want to shout
April showers cling to me as I drink each delicious drop
Hopefully chosen by blue jays to build...

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O Almighty river! Where is your home?
Is there no end to your urge to roam?
Endlessly you run like the Witch on the mountain
Who lived in a cavern by the secret fountain

You begin your journey as...

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“This contest my poem will win,
because it will make the sponsor grin.”- By Poet


Poetry Soup gives in plenty the literary opportunity
to show-case the assorted skill of poetic creativity, 
emanating out of the fantasy fountain of...

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Little blades of grass touching my naked feet
Oh, the soft pleasant touch, the trodden path
I am treading again; though this is my first
Venture, my maiden hike towards the peak
The great heights of the neighbouring mountains!
Have...

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And Throughout Vast Purple Range, Visions Cascade Down

No fictive dream deludes for now, so her heart bleeds
And weeping spirit no comfort dares to arrive
She that loved him took care of his earthly needs
Now hides in...

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calling all mistreated jugglers
and wretches of condemned madhouses
bewitched by fingers of freak fame
the spindly fingers of trickster twins
that open the floodgates to occult caverns
unleashing the brusque wraiths

the brittle symmetry of her glacial eyes
cast down from...

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You dance love, and you dance joy and you dance dreams."- Gene Kelly
I am lost in an endless dream
My love and I are together
Dancing hand in hand, we're a team
Like the zephyr and a feather
Swirling...

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Oft I flew as an artigiano over turbid and stern feelings,
Blowing hard into alpenhorn to shake the mountains built to protect,
Pale-hued gems, aneurysms of loving, resisted the temptation,
They malignantly affected me, as my twaddle does...

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Fragile fragments lachrymose, sanctified sapphire rivulets, lamentable malevolence of my fetters, is there a sanctuary from this tableau to which I am shackled as you cascade down the window pane?
Exorcise this spectral phantom hovering above,...

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His arm surrenders around my waist
not capture, not lie down
but as if, it's his natural instinct to do so
and he's no more fighting it

His hands lightly cascade down my hair
a small admiration
a soft sigh
he tries...

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