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"inveigling" poems
A pearl of rain In the eye Of an inveigling                  Flower glistening, The immense untamed                              Woods lending the umbrage of an array of native trees, The dynamic ardor with which the songbirds sing,                         And the caracole effect the wind has on the branch and It's showy leaves; And in ev'ry region upon the knoll, A new pageantry to see                   ---All this I value more than gold,                          And keep for my mind's                                            Anthology.
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Nov 7, 2014
Nov 7, 2014 at 3:15 PM UTC
Keepsakes In My Mind
was exhumed by stern-faced defeat as all others revel in victories. i only watch the limpid light slowly frittering back to its console as the barkeep hands me my 7th beer of the night as i handed them the first defense of the inveigling tactic i have yet to put them through and send their young minds to equipoised trial. i have felt ears poor without understanding but the welcoming warmth of the light shone against my already bleared body pierced through the unclear of words, as i read them littlest of my far-slung poems, bardic and resolute yet rogue upon sound thinly hanging, barely on a spindle of plaudit. the barkeep bestows me my 8th bottle and i have felt some slow ease encroach me with lighter burnt retreat, as i left, unfinished.
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Sep 14, 2015
Sep 14, 2015 at 11:08 PM UTC
A Poetry Reading In Roxas Boulevard
Insidious......deceptive... under cover of the dark... Inveigling....creeping... grasping at my heart! Whispering.....yearning.... suggesting, but discrete.... Implying....hinting... paths that cross and meet. Howling ......longing.... echoing deep inside..... Tempting......prising.... forcing feelings to collide! Gasping.....screaming..... whimpering my plea..... Unclasp my soul with both hands.... and set it roaming free.......
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Aug 22, 2014
Aug 22, 2014 at 9:09 PM UTC
Untitled
She knew she wasn't the first shy girl conned beneath a scintillant moon. Why do boys lie so - inveigling fabrications - hoping to impress? Why interlace fibs, when, from first sight, she had longed for his carnal lips? Now doubts danced - as if evil spirits were called and asked to watch, and gloat. "I can't talk to you again," she said, "after all - you’re a stranger." She doubted he cared - she doubted everything, like she had a soiled heart.
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Dec 10, 2020
Dec 10, 2020 at 6:58 AM UTC
the stranger
The green grass corroborates the cold Making the atmosphere feel cold Waiting for the trees to be mold Waiting for the beguiling stories to be told All of my frivolous dreams are thrown As I search for the stupendous unknown They, themselves live alone But, they bring forth chills to your bone You'll be bedazzled as they array As they make your feet wander astray You'll find yourself discombobulated in the bay As you glare at them in awe as they dance ballet But I apprise you, keep your feet close to the ground Keep your ears focused to the mellifluous sound Saying, the lost are soon the found And one day He'll be releasing all who are in bound Watch out for the wolves hiding under the moon Watch out! They'll be howling soon Inveigling you with an enchanting tune So be aware, and be immune! One step, two steps; they're near They're in your vicinity, waiting until it's clear They'll be gnashing their teeth near your ear All because you're cavalier Fear this most, "the trumpets shall once again blow" And the question is, do you know where you'll go? If not, then it's time for you to know, Heaven is real, so is hell; are you going up or maybe low?
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Nov 17, 2014
Nov 17, 2014 at 7:11 AM UTC
Reality
Fair angel thyne blessed wings tis heaven has spoken your name I have humbly touched your face in repentance do not speak of tomorrow where young fledglings take flight to clouded forests turquoise gorgets basking in the opulence of Espeletias do not speak of Fraser Magnolias and their scarlet cones inveigling stalwart lovers in ephemeral courtship do not take the summer abloom in your light.
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Mar 17, 2022
Mar 17, 2022 at 8:40 PM UTC
Marisol