Category: Poems
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Just wait for autumn, my dear
An abundance of dried foliage Have induced their needs. The last summer month, August has truly marked us. Some may say fatalistic. Waiting for the first golden leaf To fall, and remain dormant on the ground, Cryptic for months on end. The delightful colours, Will be upon us soon. Just wait for autumn, my dear.
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Acquaintance: The Night
Perched on my bed The moonlight shines through. So, it seems now Like cryptic dazing. Elevating slow Hands resting light – ly on the sill, Sedative, goodnight. PR
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Paramount Stars
Here come dozens of paramount stars, Summer is upon us, commence nightjars. Wholeness, sublimity, perfection and… Aphrodite. PR
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Summer
Crepuscular rays bouncing through the green, After three days rain it was unforeseen. A burgundy shadow slides from the sun, Warming up after a long winter, stun. The creatures emerge one by one, at noon. The forest ground becoming vastly strewn. Not just the forests, the meadows as well, The serene summer sparks beauties, no
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Blossom
A single blossom tree signifies spring; Over there. Bitter jealous… PR
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Reminiscent Puddle
We held hands and our reflection beamed; In that puddle our love reigned free. They say love and fear go hand in hand, But, fear has no place in our dreamland. Growing old and learning about life, The reflection bowed, husband and wife. Let’s go back to that day once again… and I said it
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Unadulterated Views
Dream big with unadulterated views, Hair flowing with the window down, just cruise, The big city is waiting – sit back, flop, The sun is shining, making your skin pop. You should see how much happier you are, Unwind, meet new people, follow your star. Sit back: should one day you fall out of place,
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1997
Pure doesn’t matter – a sincere psyche does. Not like a warm welcome from a stranger, In a musky desert, she remained pure through it all. Linguistics covering her tracks, To be a courteous figure, To all those in obligation of guidance, Now sorrow is present again. When her name is spoken… The lost are
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Melody cube
Many revere this cube, Bringing clarity close. Graceful or frenzied, It is loved by most. Fixed with a touch, Smooth with a conscience. Emotional occurrence – It remains a constant. PR
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Placid Waves
We danced beside those placid waves, Tranquillity took us in. I render those memories that I saved, Down by the coast in our caravan inn. We danced beside those placid waves, Frolicking and rolling in sand; Surfing and exploring remote caves. Captivated entirely, reaching for my hand. We danced beside those placid waves, Ice-cream dripped