Long Twin flames Poems

Dear Novice Poet,
Welcome to the wide open wonderful world of poetry!  Today more than ever before, a poem can easily be whatever you want it to be.  The rules are simple.  There...

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"Books and Covers"



"Books and Covers"

"Covers and Books"

"Stories and Lovers"

"Lovers and Stories"

"Some Time It Took"

"Spinning Wheels Spinning"

"Needles Pricking Thumbs"

"Agatha and Daphne"

"Danvers is Rebecca's Mum"

"Casting Fishing Hooks and Aspersions"

"Bewitching Hour"

"Drinking Potions of Lovespell's Nasturtiums"

"Lost Love Woods" 

"Hidden...

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“Pictures could not be accessories to the story – evidence – they had to contain the story within the frame; the best picture contained a whole war within one frame”. Tatjana Soli, The Lotus Eaters

“There...

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"Volupte Mysterie" 



Fallen and risen
the volupte She ...

considers 

Her gods
are found
sore and wanting 

a new life 
breathing in 
a new world

she walks 
in dreams 
she sleeps

in as much as
heaven and hell 
exist

here on this Earth
they...

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In a world where I do not exist,  
stars will still glow like sequins of lilac.  

Nightingales would serenade hope,  
fields of fickleness would fade,  
unfolding grains of gold in bloom,...

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Her heart felt like it had been ripped out of her chest,
By a giant bear paw.
She had suspected for a few months that her twin flame was leaving.
They did not talk any more,
Did not eat...

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Do I believe everything I'm being shown or told, nope
Do I believe I should hold out for hope
Do I believe I agreed to come here to endure abuse
Do I believe that's part of a contract...

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Pitter, Patter, Ratter, Tat, Tatter, Rain falls softly on cracked window pains. The house darkness is solid, quiet as death, it covers all where it rests. BLACK! Among the silver silent willow trees. Above heaven's...

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When cyan night's 
raspberry moon
is dipped in softness 
of the afterglows, 
I gaze at that glossy
first evening star between 
creamy fingers of 
my cherry palm, 
which trace lunar kins -
those angelic fireflies, 
twinkling and pirouetting,...

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I write my thoughts 
on paper,
 let  ink of my soul
      glow, amidst the grief
     I carry in echoing stillness, 
   for it...

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Two little sparks
enlightening the dark

(tidal waves tugging on the heart)

One named Amelia, the other Aurora:
Completing the scenery --- fauna and flora.
But Borealis, she has no stake in the matter,
for she is just a melancholy rainbow
in...

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Her alluring abilities are what most draw them in.  A Midsummer Night’s Dream, Helena risks both mind and body in pursuit of Demetrius, through the forest she finally catches up to him, his own...

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I need me some Dutch chocolate in my life.
That Tyrese chocolate.
I'm talking that coffee black.
Once you had it like that.
Ain't no coming back.
White teeth shining.
As bright as the sun.
With you there's no doubt 
The prize...

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2 of 2:

Let's be the good in every love story. Let's be the Love and Light. 

Love is sometimes everything
(Shimmering inside your heart and soul)
By Michelle Morris 
03/02/2024

/2

Love is sometimes confusing
It's in the lack of...

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This heart~ a lovesick talisman
f l a r e s fallen sparks,
seeking Mayan glyphs of hope
amidst layered lace of halcyon,
illuminated with tears
of black diamonds,
    for the empires ruined
by the self-righteous kings
 ...

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Love is Blind

                   Love is blind.
           ...

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Skyscrapers on Fire

Rising high like an eagle                            ...

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Today, I feel a great strength!

It is the same strength, that every two feel,
(when, at last, they are brought together, again)
Who were forged together
In the Great Central Sun of Being.
Two unalloyed opposites drawn
In fiery gledes
From...

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trapped in skeletal arms of the wolverine forest,
I crave rose-scents from the corpse crescent,
   seeing through the portal of pained pupils,
written with cinder-gold between 
lethal lines of nostalgic nightfall,
about sunsets woven in angst,
from...

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From Far-Off Worlds, now I am come for you,
Across the ages, and across all time…
Behind the Sun, we first did pledge, and I’m…
Impatient as a crocus for the New

Dawn and the coming of Pure Light
Then,...

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December
knows the speech
to transcribe double-edged thoughts,
dried between cognitive spaces
of comets tattooed
with razor-sharp ink~
infused with cinnamon and clover,
emanating toxic perfume
of decadent desires~
as our love was an ice-storm~
beautiful, fleeting, destructive,
and promises we made are
like petulant paper-dolls,
misplaced in...

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When the Flame is Gone

Shared destinies through space and time,
we were twin flames on the same psychic vine.
At birth, the same bright star our fates did align,
under Gemini our ruling zodiac Sun sign;
two souls united...

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State of the puppets as one stands before your jury.
 Eyes proclaiming damnation and fury. The puppetmasters of society pulling at the strings.
Commands gaining volume as your ears start to ring. Whispering false statements of...

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  "L o v e   lives  
  in the archaic abyss of an 
        endless ocean, where wind and waves
   ...

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In my poetic garden, where petals breathe with light - I feel evergreen.
Among ruby roses I see butterflies take flight - I feel evergreen.

Roaming under the influence of jasmine and honeysuckle perfume,
Edenic whispers weave tales...

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