Sensibilities Poems - Poems about Sensibilities

Swaying Sensibilities In the sultry summer nights, wistful waves weave a seductive spell, wet and wild, while whispering winds waltz with wistful wonders, writing tales of tantalizing temptations, tip-toeing towards a torrent of tormented desires. Scintillating sensations serenade the soul’s sensuous sanctuary, stirring subtle symphonies of sultry seduction, swaying sexy sensibilities. Climactic contractions culminate and course through our...

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SENSIBILITIES a  vibrant   dream tangled  & annotated preserved & rendered so  attractive   notable & disguised a spasmodic   expression a surprise   announced such a bewildering   drama yet fortuitous & so appropriate snatches  inspiration from raging sensibilities a captured atmosphere so immersive  & yet voluptuous  with unstoppable  appeal THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE without grammatical symbols the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and respond thus making the form a two way interplay and often a unique interpretation by the enigma so derived...

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VOCATIVE SENSIBILITIES connotation    connection  particular    narrative a placid literary manner   shrouded in a wistful  mournful tone yet flowing  simplicity a total unity    of sweeping thought  expanse subtle& indirect  yet active THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE without grammatical symbols the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and respond thus making the form a two way interplay and often a unique interpretation by the enigma so derived...

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The Light of Slight Sensibilities David J Walker I see the slight variation of Light illuminating translucent Patterns pressed from the etching Of each and every today Time fades away It is the Mise-en-scène of predictabilities It is the delicate film flying across the jagged Lens lighted by frail fallibilities It is the Alpha and Omega looped in Small chains of...

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Father now journeys into afterlife destination alone, October 7th, 2020 mid afternoon with Earthlings ministration did attone where night envelops his lovely bones rendered devoid of any groan courtesy Roxanol (morphine) and Ativan finding him prone to experience painlessness, and no his dying wish, plus last will and testament won't include burial and/or headstone cuz, he wants to integrate and did intone cremation as ecologically friendly option scattering...

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It feels difficult, and more urgent in advanced single age, when mind and root dominant chakras, perhaps highest and deep best, conspire against heart and root resonant chakra, Difficult to conspire toward short term positive outcomes such seniority should actively deploy and then peacefully enjoy While also entertaining how to deeply respirate toward long term resilient incoming and resonant outgoing relationships such wise elders could fluidly compassion With non-violent communication, win/win cooperative...

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To challenge, to confront, to make a reader squirm with annoyance, is part of what poetry is about. Each reaction unpredictable rather than thrust upon. The poet sows a seed, a catalyst, striking a match, not to inflame and engulf, but merely to light the kindling in the mind with jangles. The poet is not to blame for reactions built perhaps of...

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Sibling Sensibilities Looking askance at Mom with infant in her arms Little girl chokes up... Date Nov 5 2016 Contest Depression is......

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Sibling Sensibilities Looking askance at Mom with infant in her arms Little girl chokes up... Date Nov 5 2016 Form Senryu Contest Depression is... SponsorKai Neumann...

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Indulge me, I am Calliope, igniting naked souls at heart whilst poesy descends captive skies calling upon ecstatic harmonies whence day gives way to nature's bounteous prolific profundity & ominous darkness of poetic blood smears' inky quiescency awaiting creative words to surrender ...

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I wonder if the emotionally numb Do see in black and white, As artists’ primal visions come and pass beyond their sight. I wonder if the emotionally numb Do taste an unwitting bland, For flavored grains, inspiring crumb Shall never envelop their hand. I wonder if the emotionally numb Do hear measures of silence, Composer’s song, they must be dumb To notes of exquisite violence. I wonder...

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