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  • Tendersweet (in progress, on-edit version) at allpoetry
    As (you?) I look into their eyes
    and see the wholesome words,
  • The Man Who Is A Flower at allpoetry
    Take away my breath
    but never touch my freedoms
  • Catching Radiance at allpoetry
    I hate your lies.
    They lock me away with no key to clutch.
  • ~ where are your kisses? at allpoetry
    Where are your kisses? I yearn to find them,
  • The Earth Is Trembling at allpoetry
    The Earth is trembling. You ask what young people can do
  • The Most Steady Love at allpoetry
    Her countenance is like the sun, the moon is in her eyes
  • A Rock, A Tree, A Dancing Child at allpoetry
    Purity flies from willow flutes As sacred currents flow into the sea
  • Rock of Peace at allpoetry
    My feet are leading me over the threshold of inner-respect and through the doors to the freedom I’ve always wanted... My feet are leading me to people I’ve never loved, to places I’ve never understood, to peace...
  • ~~paradise's cavalcade~~ at allpoetry
    Warm sands speak true pleasures to my heart,
  • legato of the lost at allpoetry
    Like a firebrand in summery heavens,
  • ~lessons from a living soul~~ at allpoetry
    ~ Life's journey is a testament
  • Column: The New World at allpoetry
    A look inside the themes and conflicts in Aldous Huxley's "Brave New World"
  • ~the spirit of wine at allpoetry
    Deideshmeier dreams and chianti frenzies,
  • ~~solitude in ink major~~ at allpoetry
    Isolation, the honesty of detachment,
  • a night of woodwinds at allpoetry
    ~ A basso continuo,
  • ~lute in winter skies~ at allpoetry
    ~ A poet, a field, an artist met today.
  • signature semblance~ at allpoetry
    ~ Elegance is in your hand,
  • the phenomenal treble at allpoetry
    The treble, the space, the succession of lines. The Clef of F, of the leftwards mind. The music of the cognitive, intelligence's call. Meticulous as always, compressing and flowing downwind, the sharps do lower with baritone
  • hope for the trees at allpoetry
    Hope for the trees Earth called,
  • the flower of lionheart at allpoetry
    ~ The flower stood the test of time,
  • perfect octave at allpoetry
    ~ The eighty-eight keys,
  • saffron sex at allpoetry
    ~ I see
  • grassway dreams at allpoetry
    ~ As a child, I spent days wandering—
  • the wisdom of trees at allpoetry
    ~ Trees have a way
  • of painting & poetry at allpoetry
    ~ To paint is to express, what words refuse to show.
  • peace love & light at allpoetry
    ~ We are one,
  • Crucified Love at allpoetry
    A strong woman is as kind as she is wrathful, as nurturing as she is bellicose,
  • ~ iris reverie~ at allpoetry
    Flowers singing in golden spring, Expression of brightening grass,
  • Oath to Grandmum at allpoetry
    An oath to Grandmum, / this powerful woman. / A mysterious beauty / and a pillar of strength. / Soaring on wings, / these eighty-two years, / nothing can stop Grandmum / from facing her fears. / A t
  • Reflection of the Morning Lover at allpoetry
    I was free, / Kissed by honour’s lips, / Reaching with my hand / In the sweet honeycomb of promises… / I was a frozen sea, trapped, / Believing I had fallen in love with love / For reasons unknown. / Nothing un
  • ~vigilante song~ at allpoetry
    Vigil, / adept in passion, / glass hearts that shatter death, / twins japing unrelated here / as one.
  • incandescence at allpoetry
    Oil runs blazing hot, / sensual-gelatinous sexuality, / It is thick golden water / for my soul, / It never leaves, swirling / in the wax, phasing and glinting / intertwined with aromas / I'
  • Apple Falls at allpoetry
    I hunger for the mother fruit, / sultry scents, the eyes of autumn / A sieve of juice, vaporous, / enigmatic, intoxicating to the touch / evening feeling like craving / crimson sins. / The wildes
  • Pyre at allpoetry
    I am no miracle, / no specimen / no toy of any child, / woman, beast or man. / My flame is eternal, / four score and more, / theologans often prick, / Prick my legend / my origins / my fate, /
  • By Your Candlelight at allpoetry
    Whispers greet my ears, / are they compliments or sacraments? / Insults from afar? / Jitterings in the Turkish Baths? / O Master, sacred artwork, / arising eternally, / beautifully chained / by life's st