Reverie Poems - Poems about Reverie

An old Mallard dines alone A memory on the edge of the flock A weaker yet still viable member An inattentive sentry Sifting grey mud Chasing soggy bread crumbs The sun warms his weary wings As the river draws him away A Great Blue Heron nods G’Day ...

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I watch as the days go by, I can’t help but wonder why, why was I the one chosen to live in silent pain, as the days by, they leave me alone in my everlasting pain every day goes faster than the last slowly eradicating my conciseness, I gradually go insane more and more every day, I can’t tell the...

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Sapphyric sunbeams whisper roseate daydreams, Bioluminescent spectrum serenade neon-lit streams....

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i could feel your touch even though you are miles away lost in the thoughts of you and suddenly it’s 4 in the morning “cigarettes smoke and my black jacket hold, holds your aroma and our clothes on the floor” hysterical of me to be this close i opened my eyes and it’s 12 on the clock it was a dream,...

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layers deep as midnight’s hush a crimson dream, a lover’s blush velvet soft beneath the light wrapped in cream, a sweet delight cocoa whispers, sugar sighs rich as love in longing eyes each bite lingers, melts, remains a kiss of silk, a sweet refrain fork in hand, a stolen taste lips are stained, no crumb to waste one more slice, just one more bite a cake...

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Yesterday I saw someone That reminded me of you. My heart didn’t remember But my head I knew, That you’re not here. It’s just another reverie review. The way you turned your head, Or that little wink and smile. How you could warm My heart and all the while, Hold my hand in yours Mile after mile. If you were deep in thought...

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Aquamarine horizon with crimson hue unfolds a picture of dawn, Lose myself in a tranquil tangerine reverie... My heart beams and beats softly inhaling the tenderness of your love, Earth's music envelops my soul, Life goes on even though hopes are crushed. My path would not drift from yours, How did I not know...

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The light show erupts with a fulgent blast. Fractals zooming out clash fast, aghast! Ears pulsating frog-marching to be in tune, with lights blinding, flashing a sonic boom. It's a psychedelic reverie, a kaleidoscope of screams! My head hurts, my brain implodes with dreams spued up from explosions in surround-sound streams. I want it to stop, but I love the extraordinary Way I'm...

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Let's journey back to when time stalled, Side by side, amidst life’s sprawl. In that moment, a gentle pause. No worries of hair or shoe’s applause. Not bound by the physical, yet so sublime, A connection deeper than the hands of time. How do we rediscover that blissful grace? To learn, to cherish, to embrace....

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memories like a flower fleet with the petals core with a honeymoon bee of wood on metal, chroma flower bent quicksilver, reflecting light, prism in the echo blur silence. but does the black matter follow its spin? does the adoration exit? or may it last a millennium? questions of deities fill a mind with porridge. grotesque candle burning at a lean, like meat on...

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In an endless night, under the velvet sky, I lose myself in reverie— A map spread out before my eyes, white as an untouched manuscript, For those without imagination, an empty place, a desert of meaning, But for me, an ocean of possibilities, a priceless treasure. I gaze at that white spot, that infinite space, and feel my heart...

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A crystal skyline in the azure air, Where wishes dance and spirits dare. I stretch my hands toward stars that gleam, Yet find my hopes are but a dream. A radiant glow, a whispered sigh, That shimmering pie in the sky....

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When the world seems to me an unbearable place And troubles weigh too heavily on my shoulders And try as I may there can be found no solace For my pain, my anguish, and my sorrow to soothe; When I feel like God and the angels all conspired To deny me the pleasures of wealth, friends, and fame And...

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I don't dream, only I really fantasize...

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I'm a pro-cyclist, and I despise people with flab So it hurts that my folks don't walk, they'd rather take a cab. I describe my races at the dinner table, but all they do Is nod politely and say, "pass the stew"! I took my nephew Chad cycling, such a pain: As soon as we hit Salton hill, he began...

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