Whirl Poems - Poems about Whirl

The world is in a whirl whizzing its way along Topsy-turvy, turvy-topsy straight lines all curvy What is asked from us ...

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sufi sun at center rumi trance joyful earth divine love mystic daze subtle sound dizzy beats rhythm control floating floor giddy dance ego spins repeat turn sway slowly receive grace...

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Blending spherical green orbital mental thots with a pea for brains....

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Words, like a gentle breeze, can whisper untold tales, Carrying secrets through meadows and rustling in sails. They can build winding sentences with clauses that flow, Connecting ideas where knowledge can grow. But words can also storm with righteous might, Unleashing emotions that set wrongs to the right. They can twist and turn with a poet's keen art, Creating unseen worlds that...

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When I was young I attempted to keep pace with it, I felt its arms, sometimes cool, sometimes as a fool go round me; it felt wonderful at the beginning, but later, when I stepped into old age I completely got the fact Not to love but destroy me And as many say and said “ C’est la vie” ...

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Wind lowers it's head-stream, earthbound, battle helmet of direction-secured. True Hermes holding a riddled scroll, temperature, tempered, phalanx wall to litmus count the cull. Non-relative incomings from the garment of space, to run obscene into the street. Wrinkles of Gaia indecent without cream, hydration, epiderm reactions, boils, face cracking on bout of gout. The royal trees and their...

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How is it that you know it? A spark, a flash, a sudden thought, Is it that you know how? In the silence, wisdom links ought. Know you how it is that? You know it is that how? That is how you knew it! When was it that you knew it? A moment caught in time's swift motion, Was it that you knew when? Beneath...

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Twirl and Whirl - NK though love may break it won’t die but shine bright as a star in the sky deep in heart forever in the mind’s eye. what’er will be is meant to be love is a merry chance a dream that has come true it’s waltzing in moonlight in flowering romance to music of the night slip on your dancing shoes...

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Twirling Prancing Whirling Entrancing Unfurling The Dancing... Say that you dance. Lest it not be said, The art is ever dead. Or even the merest of a chance, Of nearing extinction. It is all life's essence, To move, be, think and dream. To express a universal scheme, That speaks through nature's lessons. Not in man's religion. A boundless form of communication. So intricate, Yet so ruled by emotion. So elaborate, And so full of...

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Don't. Can't. Won't. Listen. Listen. My mind is awhirl. Too much of that stuff. Life is redundant. My friends are boring. My parents are fussy. Absolutists. No room for me. I try to get in my truth. Screaming it out in looks For I am not allowed to speak Unless spoken to. Right? My mind is awhirl. Wanting to break out. Of this prison...

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The dandelion, a broad-leaf perennial, life with very distinct stages. Don’t confuse it with a biennial cause this plant has five changes. Seedlings made of yellowish leaves form a basal rosette, oval in shape. And as it ages the oval achieves a very different kind of fate. As the plant begins to mature, the leaves transform with edges. They are toothed and jagged for...

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Whimsical love-in-a-mist Himalayan blue poppy Elegant lily of the Nile Graceful columbines Playful balls of hydrangea Ravishing blue daisy Humble globe thistle Delicate flax blooms Sublime forget-me-nots Breathtaking cornflower Exquisite blue anemone Blooms of every shade of blue Paradise for me and you AP: 1st place 2020, Honorable Mention 2025 Posted on February 18, 2019...

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One more chance with you, one more chance with you ...

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She flows, flows while petals spread their vibrant blooms On April's mural , those lips dare to tease... Her contours trailing with velour costumes Wildly ablaze, to ride on spring’s trapeze. This ambrosial drift which shines ,which glows From heaven’s mold granting dahlia's trance Enchanting a whirl, my shade of yellows... Like me, she curls into a floral dance! Flower Contest:Brian Strand...

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Leaves spinning and whirling swinging and swaying to the beat of the wind drums pulsating and rapping to their rhythmic jive we dance all of our madness into the darkness together...

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