Short Promenading Poems
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vile venomous vermin
intriguing intertwined insurgent
petulantly promenading patrol
excruciatingly evil exile
ruthlessly relentless reptile
Silhouette of a figure eight
Promenading through the door
Darkened by the chasing light
My eyes cast to the floor
To shun the near unveiling
Of her beauty I would adore
Pivoting on these thoughts
Til the stranger is no more
Thrillers, fillers, spillers line the garden wall!
Artful, appealing, alluring thrall!
In morning, at noon, or night,
pinks and purples, bright!
Stupendous
sight!
Tremendous
beauty at its height!
Magnificence to delight!
Promenading Nature's sexy sprawl,
thrillers, fillers, spillers line the garden wall!
Long arrays of cherry blossoms
promenading in the daylight,
glistening in fuchsia and white
like glimpse of celestial bosoms.
And to where I stand they march on
showering petals on my palms;
Like drizzling raindrops giving alms
towards the thirsty arid morn.
I wish I could sustain the time
For when I pass this path again
Won't ever find them until then,
Until another spring sublime.
All I behold are the shades of darkness, the moon shines, the stars twinkle.
But my ecstasy for your glimpse, your abundance is leaving me fidgety.
My mind promenading in the blissful warmth of your heat and sparkle.
On my hands, my lips, my eyes and all of me, for the touch of your gleam I crave.
Though my Chassis slumbers, my heart will stay up forever.
For I always feel you crawling nearer to me with each passing moment!
A pond quivers in demure gusts,
cygnets of morning light undulate
with lithe ripples. Winter thaws,
the sun arcs over feathered rainbows
as ice sculptures bevy like water lilies
on April's frigid cobalt.
In abrupt squall webbed feet prance
on a mirror, capturing saffron exhalations
of rapt poppies, a wild umbrella splayed
like tumultuous cumulus, ending a reflection
of snow angels promenading
in boundless cerulean.
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Inevitable to-fall it is; rise up,
merely; being-man... .
God's-Grace, quiet-jester; promenading-askant;
of this...
offering-yes.... !
Frail, are we-time-(H)onest-(O)pen, (W)illing,
falling-away; longing.
Such it-is with love... His-mercy.
forgiveness-I believe... .
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