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Below are the all-time best Sydney Friend poems as chosen by PoetrySoup members

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A Memory

 Gentle caressing whisper 
A soft lullaby, quiet 
Rustling fresh leaflets ,crackle 
Broken 
Forever in the memory 
Of those who watch 
Forever in the memory 
Of those who listen 
Forever in the memory 
Of those who feel 
I look to the fading light 
Someday 
I may get there 
But maybe not today 
Blazing red, painted sky
I can make it to 
Morning light

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Animated Again

 Ripples through the translucent lake
Breaking inanimate ground
All all all 
A call that shatters
The silence.
A sunrise bursts the
Darkened planet
Eyes open, 
Air moving,
Breathing.
 Inhale  receding 
 Exhale  returning
Animated once more

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Little White Orchid

Oh my little white orchid,
my little moth
caught on its little green string
Dreaming of his escape
Day in, out 
until the sun fades
Moonlight glare onto gleaming 
petals. 
Dear little moth,
why do you stay here? 
Away from freedom, away from
air? Such delicate wings 
will carry you for months. 
Yet only seen in the shades of
night slowly perishing
wishing to soar
You may believe it to be 
unfair 
But you, my little white orchid,
are a single one of 
many.

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Salute To the Rain

I would like to start out
		In an innocent sort of way,
		Pointing out an instance
		Of a time far away.
		It is not tangible
		Nor blunt to be seen.
		It can not be snagged on a 
		Timeline.
		Nor condensed, except inside a 
			Dream.
		It is brightly beautiful 
	A testimony, how to be.
		Burning, ever so slightly
		In an ever burning kettle you see.
		Taut at its points
		Grows tighter-Oh how it bends! 
			This dream, a fantastic nightmare, 
	Will it ever end?
		Festival of the curious, festival of the damned 
	Broken at limbs, torn at our joints
		How then will it mend?

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Subdued, In Writing

Enveloped in waves of
overflowing thought
to drown within its current
light goes dim, cannot see
what is in front
what is behind I?
For in a trap, 
cannot focus 
cannot breath.
Gasping crying to 
what cannot hear.
It has ensnared, in its icy 
teeth. 
Thought oppressed 
ink splattered statements along 
piles of morose.
Cold 
as he froze 
the final essence of me.

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Garden Morning

A happy little place
Many tears have shed
Has viewed a lot of heartbreak
But laughter, love simultaneously
As if the little place,
Was something meant to be?
Gardens breathing purification
To die back in the year's end.
Welcoming a new generation,
A fresh start.
A prosperous new chapter.
So new blooms may thrive,
And repeat the process
Next year.

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Before the Blossom Comes

Lie down on winters pillows
waiting for the soft earth to 
mellow beneath her weight.
Deep into the core of heart,
beautiful air whispers song.
What of it can be bore
when the croaking bullfrogs 
no longer speak?
Lie down sweet maiden,
may the rest
until blossoms
crumble soil of which winters lullaby can
cease.
Held breath kept contained
over crackling burning into a thousand 
ash. 
Love the heart, for fragile she is.
Snapping
into an eternal barrier of what lasts
eons.
Into the next life, becomes absorbed.
Energy, he can contain
savoring his last requests of what he cannot see.
In saving, he has been content to continue.
shaking a slight tremble
until the last blossom comes in morn.

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Mountain

Foggy breaths reach ever so gently

Twirling and bending

Around the crannies of trees

Every nook was filled with

Her precious, pure, air

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Dreaming Silent

There is a world beyond the walls built around existence.

It is left undiscovered, because nature wants

Balance.

Until one dares

Until one is brave.

Enough to take back what is

Theirs's.

A dream,
    
Is not

Imaginable?

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Forest Run

He calls me into the unknown

Im running with wolves,

A vicious game to play

He knows I will continue

To participate in his trial

To reach a new start

In his coven wild.

With constraint,

I may resist

adventure exploding beyond

the yard.