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Below are the all-time best Russell Sivey poems as chosen by PoetrySoup members

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Nature Sounds

The wind against the trees make a rustling
A sound unlike any other around
The rubbing of the limbs craft a bustling
It’s a subtle music which brings this sound

Even the lake near land has a ripple
The wind against the trees make a rustling
And the grass nearby swishes and baffles
And the wind seems to give a great panting

The water has another sound, bubbling
Sounds permeate all throughout this calm place
The wind against the trees make a rustling
Mountain sits mighty with sounds on its face

Even the light seems to speak of high marks
The scene enlightens higher than heartstrings
Sound is the number one part that embarks
The wind against the trees make a rustling…

Russell Sivey

Contest: 'SOUNDS' 
Sponsor: 	FRANK H.

5/11/2013

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Love In Poetry

How do I write my love in poetry?
Spin it around a needle’s company
I succumb to the wishes that’s displayed
Straight into my heart, a bed that is made

Words that focus not on the worldly things
Making love formed by surely everything
Almost all my chimed poetry is filled
Tinging of the bells on my window sill

My poems flow from my pen to your head
Allowing even the strange come to bed
Obstinate people combined with some change
Must read of my love, they will rearrange

My lovely other, sits upon the throne
Love ties us as one, prepares what is known

Russell Sivey

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Halloween Diamond

Bones
Pale, chalky
Hating, stalking, gripping
Skull, skeleton, Jack-O-Lantern, candle
Humbling, pleasing, comforting
Orange, hollow
Pumpkin

Russell Sivey

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Crimson Sky

There’s scarlet within the warm sky tonight
A crimson feel that envelopes alright
I love the sight of every form of red
Yellow seeps in with orange that bled

World moves effortlessly along with this
The colors of majestic times you wish
I see the sky this dusk with awe and glee
Seemingly to make me complete and free

A crimson sky beams with peace and delight
Sun dips into the ground and out of sight
Birds recognize this beauty and dips down
Reaches in the heart of the glow around

Tranquil with love through the entry parlor
The sky is filled with an awesome color

Russell Sivey

Contest: CRIMSON SKY old/new peom
Sponsor: S. K. A. T.

5/12/2013

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Wild Passion

She’s wild, a passionate heart of love inspired
Playing a violin, masterful and free
So fast and fierce, her every lust is desired
Violin sparks aflame burning intensely
She screams with pleasure of the fire’s indulgence
Peak of passion has reached beyond innocence
Her mouth open with flames entering inside
She loves her tremendous trek, her awesome ride

Russell Sivey

Happy Valentines Day

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A Cold Winter's Breath

a cold winter’s breath
freezing limbs in the bare woods ---
bone chilled finger points

Russell Sivey

NOTE: I really like this poem, one of my favorites! Submitted: 2/17/2012
CONTEST BY: Juxtaposition Haiku
SPONSOR : Charles Henderson


Entrant into PD's "Only #1 poems... For #1 contest winners only.." contest

3/3/2012

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Cawing Crow

In the night movement there’s a wary crow
Straight up into the blue moon it flies high
Cocking its flight to avoid its cold rays
Each night in the moon brings a large crow’s sigh
Elbows of their feet bend throughout the air
As the bird sings, a gorgeous sound to me
I can sense its flight near me, overhead
He’s flapping near to me, but I can’t see

Only if the moon is shining greatly
Can I see, tonight it comes in and out
But sure when it comes out of the darkness
The moon only brings shades that are about
Circling there above me cawing with joy
Listening do I hear his great power
Appearing now within the little light
Dips down on me as I stand and cower

Conquering my fear I reach for him near
I hope that he comes onto my dark arm
He does just that, I look deep in his eyes
He swallows my heartbeats without alarm
Now I move to the nearest tree and caw
Allowing him to fly to high branches
Power envelopes me, I seem to float
I must leave him to the highest reaches

Russell Sivey

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Flowers On a Path

I follow the path of flowers that’s near
Each one a little different than the next
I desire to be close, with petals dear
Their blossoms are fancy and quite complex

Each one a little different than the next
I can smell their fragrance in the calm air
Their blossoms are fancy and quite complex
There’s not a bit of dismay nor despair

I can smell their fragrance in the calm air
There is peace and tranquility about
There’s not a bit of dismay nor despair 
Living things they are, I sure will not pout

There is peace and tranquility about
I kneel down to pluck one up off the ground
Living things they are, I sure will not pout
The flowers, though loud, are the best around

I kneel down to pluck one up off the ground
The flower is red, that’s full of beauty
The flowers, though loud, are the best around
I’ve been blessed to see them actually

The flower is red, that’s full of beauty
I desire to be close, with petals dear
I’ve been blessed to see them actually
I follow the path of flowers that’s near

Russell Sivey

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My Secret Garden, Coin of Dreams

Darkness lies behind the locked gate
Vastness is what’s beyond the wall
Crassness delves into my longed soul
Fondness it makes a great heart call

Key to the gate I have in hand
Magically I’ll enter heaven
Hopefully I’ll hold the threshold
Tenderly I see what’s given

To the center, here’s the fountain
Blue is the water now inside
New are the coins in the fountain
True I hold this place by my side

I dig in my pants for a coin
Sigh, I make a wish beyond grave
Tie my dreams to the coin, heartache
By this wish her dreams will I save

Russell Sivey

Form Lento

Contest: MY SECRET GARDEN
Sponsor: Nette Onclaud

2/13/2014

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On My Porch

Some days the birds come out
They sing there beautiful song
They envelope my senses
I harbor their harmonious tunes
I long to hear them all my days
There are days when the sky is clear
The sky would be a cerulean blue
With white high cotton clouds
I lift my eyes toward the sun
And take in all of its golden rays
My pupils become very small
Just small specks in my eyes
Just then I see the tree-line
A magnificent sight to behold
Each tree within the calm cluster
Is filled with the beginning of life
Just as are some of the unknown flowers
That are alongside of the house
Those flowers that have been struggling
Struggling through these harsh days
The weather has been rough for all nature
The birds, the trees, and the flowers
All have had a hard time adjusting
To the tremendous swings of temperature
Cold to warm, warm to cold
And everything in between
My porch is a calming place
A place where I like to relax
Though today has been raining
Still it’s a calming rain, but very cold
I wish I could hear the birds
And see the clear day
With the sun’s warmth all over me
And I could see nature with its beauty
But now I see another part of nature
In its own beauty, the nurturing rain
Without this nothing would survive
So I still smile on days like this
The peaceful constant rain on the porch
I can only stand staying out so long
Because it’s too cold, it’s freezing out
But I still wanted to feel this part of nature
A real part of life, an influence to one’s soul
It never gets old coming out to my porch
I always bond with all of nature
No matter what that nature is that day
Warm and cloudy, hot and sticky
Cold and frigid, humid, stale, and calm
All of which are important in life
And I like to experience each one of them
Nature has its good days, and its bad
And I like to be in the middle of all of them
Now I will come in and will await
Await the time when I will come back out again
Tonight, tomorrow, or whatever time
I will venture out to my porch
And enjoy my time here, with nature

Russell Sivey

Written per the request by my friend Sara Kendrick