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Fading Shades of Gray
An autumn leaf descends toward a fire—
Slowly, like a feather in the soft wind.
Dehydrated, its orange body is crisp
And brittle enough to crumble in hand.
In the past few weeks, the branches above
Have grown barren—so quickly they have thinned—
And the brisk air has become harsh and cold
As if to say nature's warmth must expire.
What was once green covers in the thick smoke
That pillows up from the crackling land.
The smolder of time takes each fading shade.
Orange becomes red and black edges expand
‘Til the veins flow gray. The leaf, ashen-skinned,
Becomes the dust of seasons to transpire.
poem by Tim Stensloff
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A Memory In The Making
A rainbow of explicit scenarios…
Playing hide and go seek…
Which involve your secret garden…
Thoughts that expand far into…
A lovers universe…
Orgasms like the big bang theory…
And still man is alone…
Woman why have you forsaken…
Man…is it because of the apple…?
Sexual pleasure is a heavenly delight…
Be it day…or be it night…
Woman…(YOU) are THE gift to mankind…
I am a man…
Let me unwrap you…
And be spellbound…
What is a promise from paradise…
If one never gets to touch or taste of it…
I know now…that respect of you is …
Over due…
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poem by whisperkwane Lamb
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A Pause
They made the chamber sweet with flowers and leaves,
And the bed sweet with flowers on which I lay;
While my soul, love-bound, loitered on its way.
I did not hear the birds about the eaves,
Nor hear the reapers talk among the sheaves:
Only my soul kept watch from day to day,
My thirsty soul kept watch for one away:--
Perhaps he loves, I thought, remembers, grieves.
At length there came the step upon the stair,
Upon the lock the old familiar hand:
Then first my spirit seemed to scent the air
Of Paradise; then first the tardy sand
Of time ran golden; and I felt my hair
Put on a glory,and my soul expand.
poem by Christina Georgina Rossetti
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Sonnet LX: Transfigured Life
As growth of form or momentary glance
In a child's features will recall to mind
The father's with the mother's face combin'd,—
Sweet interchange that memories still enhance:
And yet, as childhood's years and youth's advance,
The gradual mouldings leave one stamp behind,
Till in the blended likeness now we find
A separate man's or woman's countenance:—
So in the Song, the singer's Joy and Pain,
Its very parents, evermore expand
To bid the passion's fullgrown birth remain,
By Art's transfiguring essence subtly spann'd;
And from that song-cloud shaped as a man's hand
There comes the sound as of abundant rain.
poem by Dante Gabriel Rossetti
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Full Moon
I lay in bed,
Suddenly awake
At midnight,
Soaked in sweat.
As I got up
To wipe my face,
My eyes drifted
To the windowpane.
I saw the full moon
Calm and compassionate,
Its soothing white light
Gently filling up
My room.
As if to touch
And embrace me.
I don’t know
How long I gazed.
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poem by Mamta Agarwal
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I Am the Little Raindrop
I am the little raindrop
That now has seen the sea
Though once it thought itself
The world of water, be
The surface tension grew
Until it burst it's skin
And, falling on the wave
It heard a growing din
It thought the sea a whole
A solid thing, that roll
To crush the little drop
Beneath it's giant bowl
But just before it fell
The little dropp woke up
And saw the shining faces
In the splashes, spraying up
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poem by Patti Masterman
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The 'Poem A Day' Project - Day 66
Its odd how small the world’s become
With travel for almost anyone
Its easy to explore somewhere new
Just take one click on a web site
And you have just booked your flight
Ready to expand your worldview
But when you travel keep in mind
To have respect for what you find
And always try to be a good guest
Imagine a stranger in your home
Feeling he has the right to roam
Nosing about and being a real pest
Laughing at your colour scheme
Stomping round in boots unclean
Telling you your food tastes weird
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poem by Flying Lemming
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The park of death [Grădina morţii]
The park of death; remember? It was late
The daylight faded, evening did expand,
And we were walking slowly, hand in hand,
Leaving our steps be piloted by fate.
In a low voice we spoke and slowly crept
Until we reached the gate and went ahead
Into the sanctuary where the dead,
By the grim mistress gathered, soundly slept.
In the cool air was spreading all around
The fragrance of those flowers big and small,
Which filled our lungs as soon as we drew near.
Thrilled by the silence charming and profound
We also stood in silence... You recall
That our first kiss occurred right there, my dear?
poem by Ştefan Octavian Iosif, translated by Octavian Cocoş
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Ballet Shoes and Old Oak Floors
Hoops to blow translucent dreams
Silken ballet pumps to smudge and squeak old oak floors
Mildly ajar doors
Ocre dust teases oiled lamp fuse
Prima donna muse
Whilst tutus reach skywards
Or bow with the majestic elegance of
Tightly scooped hair
Lightly dusted pale pink cheeks
Words tweak the oh so harmonious
Pupils expand, dilate to the wise words of choreographer delight
Ivory keys tinker the bells
Whilst aged instructor smells the poignant scent of times
Defeat
As fresh young roses
Whose calves stand proud
Fingers extended exaggerated elegance
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poem by Karen Sinclair
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S i m i l e
‘A golden evening; and we watched
the sun sink slowly below the horizon
like a golden dime
into a flaming jukebox’..
well, yes and no… similes –
one thing likened to another –
are sacred food: gifts
that we give to one another’s mind
to lift it with a sudden joy;
expand it so that all the world
is made afresh, anew, and
full of wonder and of praise..
a world whose unity becomes
in a moment, here and now, forever…
give a simile in words as if – like -
the most careful choice of gift of love
to the one you love the most:
to say, this is to show how much
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poem by Michael Shepherd
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