Long Down feather Poems

On the spur of the moment forecast by eternal script in the stars

The Bard strummed his guitar and sung a ballade from heart’s lute 

Wild horses would not keep him away from her as he...

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Best Friend

Sad were the eyes of the puppy born
On a fine day in the fall
Bright were its eyes but so forlorn
In something that was so small

Brave were the steps that first it took
Away from its...

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It’s been so long since I’ve seen you
Even longer since I felt your voice
Whispering in my ear.
I miss the way you made me feel
Whenever you touched me.
Your kisses were so soft
Like down feather pillows.
Your hugs...

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Lights of the city are twinkling across
arches of the rivers and shining down
as if to illuminate the jolly path
of the old man known as Father Christmas-
Kris Kringle-Santa Claus or Saint Nick
tonight tumbling onto the rooftops...

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here, within the heart’s dreams,
passion gently tugs the strings
between heaven and earth

destined quivers collect
at the corners of reality
when flesh is kissed lightly
and moonbeams through parted sheers 
illumine azure eyes pleading

day becomes night
as promises wished for
satisfy...

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~Marmalade skies~

one spoon at a time they feed 
the morning horizon
Soft offerings of color
picked ripe from the vine

~Cantaloupe dreams~ 

a small slice of moon
the dawn’s crescent smiles on me
with a Cheshire grin
cocked slightly to the...

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A window pane, framed, by your simple face. 
Your day’d rush by with the green and red lights. 
A down feather mountain defined your space.
Celluloid, cellulite, closed eyes to fright.
A word was spoken, a quick...

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Morning sun whispers
on down feather pillows
Soft autumn breezes
through young weeping willows
Hot coffee laughter
at contagious yawning
You in my arms
as a new day is dawning
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November wishes
and cinnamon tickles
Shower stall steam
with warm water trickles
Passionate sighs
at your skin softly...

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I slip under grammas old patterned quilt 

my breathing slows.........comfort at last !!

a down feather pillow to rest my head

as I roll and toss ,  I find the perfect little spot

a dream awaits ,...

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Wishful collections
pillowed goodbyes
Starlit reflections
glow in the eyes

Soft curtain quivers
sift on the breeze
November shivers
flow through the trees

Down feather laughter
full moon delight
Here ever after
soaring in flight

Red velvet slippers
dreams on the way
Big, little dippers
out on display

Comet tail shimmers
weary...

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