Long Wisped Poems

It was time...

Past eventide, he crawls in. 

Playing with my hair, the whistling breeze was, 

Teasing me. 

Like fireflies, the distant city lights grinned, 

Vexing me. 

Sighing in fragrant air, wisped the meek blossoms 

Pestering...

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The path was long and arduous
And night began to veer
O’er trees, and lanes and rusted gates
Its' shadows breeding fear

Unbridled Wind wisped ‘round
Tombstone crosses where
Hissing its’ frustration
Loudly in despair

It sought to nourish fears
The shadows did create
Searching...

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                   Tlaid like Rash' o stabbings, 
your voice hisses from your podium of Hell. 
Blah blah blabbing.
A...

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There’s a mate of mine in trouble so I had to help him out.
We were a pair of silly buggers, well known without a doubt.
You see we thought that smoking pot would be just a...

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A Magical Trip to The Garden of Eden
     By Dane Smith-Johnsen

I hold three magic rocks, in my hand
Rolling them over and over and over
Leaving this reality behind, far behind
I find myself...

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As I sit in the dark my soul continues to search.
Where will my wings take me? Where's my next perch?
I feel so many emotions as my wings allow me to soar.
I see through all the...

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On the edge of metropolitan midnight
he lays in a breathless silence
rasping the evanescing yesterdays to his windows
both open and locked,
while the unknowing below in stale smoke barrooms,
wait to sear his wounds and retell his life
in...

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What seemed like an ordinary day, turned special in a most peculiar way. My friend 
Polly and I set out to see the "House of Butterflies" , eagerly anticipating to see the 
elegant, graceful, glorious...

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The rush the energy that flowed within. 
It came through me like a sin. 
The wind wisped a quiet tone. 
Even though it had hardly blown. 
Once again my friend. 
All alone. 
But, are we...

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Lightening bolts of color frolic across the snow,
Splatter on the ground, bounce off ice crusted pond,
Heralding Icicle’s last rendezvous dance with Spring,
As soft white dove takes silent wing.

Twisted, sculptured shard of frozen translucent reflection,
Suspended from...

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Your Beauty Makes Me Nervous
by M. Griswold
04122020

Your beauty makes me nervous in a very special way.
Speech grows deadly silent for forgetting what to say.
When your eyes meet mine my breath is wisped away.
Your charm holds...

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head in  pillow stuffing blocking a noise,
sheets soaked of fallen tears, hand tied in fists, blood seeping through the fingers.
his hand on he back pressing her to the mattress, whispering words of false comfort,...

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He was her dance in the dark
that never got past the stroke of midnight,
both shared moon's light
yet, never did he leave
the empty corridors
in her mind

grief of days swept into years
which she could never seem to...

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When daylight seeps
‘round curtains sadder than the hangman's noose
To a room where brooding melancholy sleeps
Where are you, outside of lifes lone excuse?

When steaming food
To polished plate, wisped reminds of meals once shared
On tabletop scarred with...

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( LOOKED INTO YOUR EYES )

When first I looked into your eyes,
each breath became a thousand sighs.
My heart drummed out a thunder beat,
I glowed with joy from head to feet.

The hand of love had touched...

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Though heavens open in sluice, hitherto
     First light trippingly carving out
          Slivering wisped skies bewailing
       ...

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the story goes 
that convicted criminals crossing from court to prison
to be executed 
or locked away in dank windowless cells 
received one last look at the world--
from the bridge's portals facing the sea
where against Agian...

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To fall in love
Is a  trip, head over heals
Tumbling like autumn leaves
Swept unexpectedly in a gentle breeze
To the ground silently crashing,
Rustling between the teeth of a rake
Forming a mound of high spectrums
Ready for a...

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Trails 
of night
bring rays
one  by  one; 
sparkling air -
breaths quieting 
calm and  fragrant…
stars  glisten hours as
blown  prayers lift sighs
that,  mildly wisped,
 doubt is undone.
Joy   restores
spirit tired
cuddling
gently

Night.

----

Night

gently
cuddling
tired spirit
restores...

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She was transparent by choice
gold and silver slivers
wisped through her less
grass never bent or broke
upon her lightness of foot
breeze settled on her frame tamed
stars pointed to her
with expressions of wonder
sun light in jealous blazed
to burn...

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