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Twilight.

Twilight:

The softness of the day,
mellow tones,
removing the sharpness of the sun.

Settling down,
the birds chirping softly,
the crickets singing.

Bringing a close to the day,
a time to stop and breath.

A time to remember and wonder.
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Posted: May 2023
About this poem:
Remembering so much.
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A Dove

A Dove, soft and grey, walking unafraid in a garden of cats.

A Black bird perched on a tree, watching the world from above.

A second dove flew down and sat with the first, beaks touching, cooing softly.

I was the Dove, and the blackbird.

To find the Second dove, to touch, but with minds, bodies and souls would be magical.

But, I have found that a Dove can fly alone and be ok.
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Posted: May 2023
About this poem:
Watching the garden outside, eating ice-cream and wondering why I am back.
But kind of happy to be back.
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Oceanzest

Jungle tales

The mud cracks on the jungle floor
the heat rises in a limp haze
a roar of birds aloft in the treetops
I take a bearing
its south to the town
but all I can see is endless growth
Wiping the sweat from my brow
I put down the rifle and open a bag of gold nuggets
three months of toil and this the reward
I laugh, for in this solitude I have learnt to regale the nature spirits
worthy companions, reclusive
Last night I dreamt of celebration
a senorita by my bed
when she spoke it was as if heaven had anointed her
to become my companion
but I awoke to only insects buzzing
and the wash of a waterfall
I pick up the trail again
for I must make the town before nightfall
lest evil befall a brazen soul
under the shafts of a familiar moon
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Posted: May 2023
About this poem:
Just felt like writing some prose, not really a poem
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The Rose

Within the blood-red nature of this rose,
Runs sap of life - without impediment,
A scarlet ruffle, in the sunshine grows,
Amidst the thorns of our bewilderment,
That blooms in Spring, before the Winter snows,
Banish Autumn, and the flowers' raiment,
To Time;- as long forgotten love affairs;-
Her billets-doux, the wind takes unawares.




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Posted: May 2023
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Angeldanceronline today!

Silent Serenade

There's a low sun that's silently rising
The majestic rider thinks I'm dying
The vibes between us are sighing
As the flames kiss the air
A warm embrace engulfs me
A bear hug in strong ecastasy
Strength passes, numbers increasing
The momentary pause, albeit fleecing
The depths of the connection freeing
A breath of air between the two,
As the old soars on with the new
That's coming in actually a bit too soon
As the delightful hug happens beneath the moon
Tears fall down my face, as my salvation saves me from
Grace
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Posted: May 2023
About this poem:
Just a bit of listening and writing.
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Yankee4you

Firefly

My little fireflies send me secret messages
Those flying ferries with magic wands
Three short blinks and three long
Each species a little different from the rest
Like the songs of chirping warblers
In the breeding canopies high in fir trees
I watch and wait with flashlights and nets
For you to appear after the sun sets
After its brilliant colors fade away
And before the first stars appear
I watch you dance and flash and play
Moments of seduction swing and sway
Or perhaps just luring in your prey
I know not exactly why you so delight
That growing twilight with your lights
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Posted: May 2023
About this poem:
I love those brief early summer nights when fireflies so delight my childlike curiosity.
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colwest

Love

A day with you brings hope of love, we both wear rings on our fingers too seal our love.
Comfort and happiness these are but a few, I stare into your eyes to study the view.
My hand holds your hand and will hold fast; my heart and my body tell me this will last.
Now I have you close, very close and holding you tight. Wow I’m a lucky guy as my mind screams out in delight.
So, rivers and streams may hit the seashore, but my hands over your body caresses my heart and soul forever more.
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Posted: May 2023
About this poem:
Wrote this for my better half.
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mcradloff

Cupcakes

I running out of room
For the stuff I have that should be swept out with a broom
Books, movies, and CDs, oh my!
But this year I will try
To find a good baked good
This woman told me I should
But the cupcakes had cream cheese filling
Plus she wanted eight dollars for four in the billing
I said to myself I don't want stuff in my cupcake
Away from this garage sale to someone else who knows how to bake
So away I drove and could not find
A lady told me, not in front of the building, but behind
So the chocolate cupcakes I got, which was nice
And I got them for half the price!
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Posted: May 2023
About this poem:
I went to Fennimore, Wisconsin for garage sales and found a nice bakery.
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Stillblueocean

Wayward light

The hourglass sifts down towards the bottomless undertow. The heart beats faster than what has ever been known. The soul shakes to the sound of the aftermath. The world turns until it burns and crash. As you lay in the wayward light falling into a dream. Decent into the emptiness of the stars as they beam. Into your eyes a darkness Fades into tears. Bringing your mind to the worst in life of all your fears. Creating a moment and in that moment it's an eternity. But in that forever moment the night has shown us rain. And in that wayward light those feelings though bottled up hurt for only just a day. One day the hurt will be gone as I look at the golden haze.
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Posted: May 2023
About this poem:
People can say what they will to hurt you but in the end you will always be okay.
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Oceanzest

Winter thoughts

Enter the winter
rolling hail in the street
I think of refuge
after the roses have died
and the leaves have filled the streets
you feel the curl inside
the harboring of breath
as if the age will not pass
the secret is to lie in a hot tub
with the steam rising high
and whistle a merry tune
"Spring, wonderful spring.."
until the wine runs low
then off to bed you go.
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Posted: May 2023
About this poem:
Just pondering winter
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