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"splender" poems
Morning sun Peaks through The auburn leaves Of the red maple To draw the eye Away from morning news Trouble oozes from the page Words written in anxiety font Attend to the beauty Of the leaves Instead of the letter What problem Has your fret solved? Reject agitation Select splender Resting before you in nature
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Sep 27, 2022
Sep 27, 2022 at 9:02 AM UTC
Morning Sun
From different times of splender our hearts go out to thee , in troubled times when the crow returns to it's stag to pluck and proon  ,  and the mornings dew has cast it's spell , as if the shades of the berries in the forest have now  all gone , and the grave was never entered , the church was never built . How then if when  the gates were never shut . not crushed to death by hungry crowds. and Tom   to dock yards went so he could buy some bread , to feed his wife and child . The love they felt when they were fed on this Christmas morning. As children played or begged , or stole to feed their swollen bellies , in slum streets this day , a feast didst lay afore them . Lamb roasted on a spit , Tom's door was now flung open , No more hunger , No more shackles of rent man , poor house years , then ****** tears shivering in dark infested boxes . Yet to this day a child was born  into this poverty , to save , amidst wise men and donkey. Then a crow with eager eye picked a snake did wrestle , took it away , it's beak it's prey , rose  to catch the dawn . For a bud was formed not in autumn not on June , did it blossom but out of hardship did it lay , out of a forgotten tommrow .
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Dec 24, 2018
Dec 24, 2018 at 4:06 PM UTC
The Crow vll
Pass of the hand on the cheek ever so slightly A hand carressing petals blossomed from a rose Gentle breath, warm and calloused, trembles the knape The dessert wind whispering a tune of truth to the back of your mind Sentual scent that enhance the taste of the good life The aroma of an outstanding experience that hits the nerves like fire With only a glance, captivated, by the idol that we behold Unique splender, almost hypnotize, like a startled deer on the highway
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Oct 22, 2012
Oct 22, 2012 at 8:29 PM UTC
METAPHORE
*Remember When I kissed Your naked soulfire Gently caressing the time We spent between moments so fragile Like porcelain dolls Fragile in their meer existence Capable of splender Or distroyed Crumbling to dust Time has come full circle Meeting in my dreamtime Shades of a new horizon Exquisite upon the ivory keys A melody of life yet born And yet so silent is the tune of my love Bare not a scorn For past illusions I lay soulfire naked before your throne Pheonix rise to meet your challenge A myriad of emotions freefall Landing upon your eyelids I may put fear where fear is unwanted But remember Your soul is beckoning you To be all that you can So in letting go You are merely Recognising Yourself Within the illusion*
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Mar 2, 2013
Mar 2, 2013 at 6:48 PM UTC
Remember
My sports car’s bumper is redder than your pale lips, And it’s Parrelies blacker than your silver flecked hair. The TSW mags are genuine chrome, not only the lightly rooted tips, And the smooth, glossy bonnet not wrinkled like your dial from care. The seats are a plush tan, not a stark, unsightly white like you, And the V12’s rev is an unmistakeable sound. The speedometer reads 360, if ever beaten, only by a few, And when I’m done it resides in splender, and not six foot underground. The shatterproof windshield is clearer than your misty grey eyes, And its model number reads 2004, not a dozen and three score more. The Ferrari I own is the best that money buys, And it makes me proud to say, “It’s mine!”, not a nuisance for 40years I’ve bore. Now when Top Car says Ferrari 2005 I’ll need another, But my love for you is timeless and can be filled by none other!
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May 23, 2014
May 23, 2014 at 4:54 AM UTC
Shall i compare thee ... to my Ferarri?
Women are all such beautiful creatures Transfixing us with their sensual features Beautifully crafted for the eyes of man We are hynotised by the wiles of a woman We love the way that you wiggle Especially that **** adorable jiggle And that way you know how to tease Every man becomes weak at the knees A lady bewitches us at her own leisure We become slaves to her very pleasure For what would we ever do without her Our species could not go any further Seeing her in her splender, we rejoice We respond to the sound of her voice And with that kiss she will give It gives us that reason to live So for women everywhere, we celebrate For to us very men, you are our fate We crave to feel your own loving touch That is why we love you so very much
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Sep 4, 2010
Sep 4, 2010 at 4:50 PM UTC
291: Women
Do you ever just ponder And wonder of life The splender of nature Of wildlife?
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Jun 13, 2025
Jun 13, 2025 at 5:46 AM UTC
Wonder
Immaculate light rays of white alabaster glow luminous sparks spread across the lonely sky spirits aflame with innocence and wonder my universe revolves around the stars in your eyes how they flicker and shine and light my lonely sky let me indulge and bask in the splender of your interstellar passion love is atomic explosive a product of ancient stardust and lust
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Oct 26, 2014
Oct 26, 2014 at 3:41 AM UTC
star
Dahlia The name of an absolute beauty A soulful being of splender Delight and wonder DAHLIA The dog Above all others The dog that saved me A time I'd gone yonder When I'd fallen for an angel Dahlia Her name recalling My fondest reminiscence Our first walk Our walk with that woman I'd pictured to be my wife Leaving me now with only Irregular breathing My mind bleeding Nothing more for life
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Jun 16, 2021
Jun 16, 2021 at 2:47 PM UTC
Dahlia & Life
She follows the sun as it rises in the morning sky her hair blowing through the winds caressing her skin and down her body to her feet as they run in the sand sweating and panting she staggers and falls into soft tender arms and is laid down and kissed until she is breathless still the smell of wildflowers is all around her as she looks above her to see the sparkling sun and sees not what is caressing her melting her into a stupor blinking she tries hard to see and feel what has her captured and swollowing her so deeply into a sensual fantasy while she hears the sounds of water and the smell of those wildflowers she must remember this place so that she may come back to this land and swelter in it's glory with the sky beaming down on her warming her That's it,it's the sun that has warmed me and left me to dwell in it's splender and joy. Underneath the morning sun, those wildflowers will never fly from my senses.
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Sep 15, 2010
Sep 15, 2010 at 12:47 PM UTC
The Sun
I lie awake in the darkness, in the still, with warm and dreamy ponder I see her in my thoughts with every breath I take Softly, pure, and without prejudice or tainted heart I feel her touch graze me all around, wafting quickly like a warm summer breeze I want her, I do so need her, I desire and fantasize of her Of she, of loving her beauty and splender Her thoughts of me are of love and understanding I feel her, I am breathing her now Like a wonderful perfume that takes my breath and lingers for a while I will continue to breath, for she is there And nothing else matters
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Apr 21, 2015
Apr 21, 2015 at 3:01 PM UTC
Nothing Else Matters
The silence sets in After a day of nerves and preparation After the trip filled with loud music and shaky voices The silence sets in After the sweat turns clothes damp After the dressed become harnesses of body and mind The desirous chills die down and strong ones come to play This is before the silence really sets in After the short seperation creating burning sparks in the night air This naughty lust breaks upon arrival, reunion is sweet never bitter Nausea unyielding, the silence has begun Voices rise and fall Raw conversation leaves an awkward aftertaste A solem realization that a good time is being had Over at the eleventh hour, progress slow but promising The point of contact is the center of the world, like a shared halo glowing insanely Nausea is, as it always had been, pride and confidence and splender Lasting until the silence, permeated with uncertainty and starving passion, sets in again
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Sep 28, 2010
Sep 28, 2010 at 4:20 PM UTC
Once Again
At midnight The moon is just At the horizon As if touching nagara falls A goth girl watches This splender.
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Mar 27, 2019
Mar 27, 2019 at 1:15 PM UTC
The falls.
With colors splender The sun sets it ways Causing silent explosions on blue canvas every day Never twice exactly the same A ritual part of this black universe Gods way. Shell✨🐚
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Aug 27, 2021
Aug 27, 2021 at 7:58 PM UTC
Sunsets 🌇
It never matters wether i sothe and grove or if i even bother to move. Selfless youth. Complaining of missing a tooth Your not telling the truth Ive seen you kissing, wishing that what you hear is not the case That your envy has gone to waste. Homless soul lender on a weekend ****** Lenders ready for splender Though you took my soul And hacked away at my feet. No souls Ill tie my shoes around my neck And dangle from street poles
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Oct 14, 2015
Oct 14, 2015 at 7:41 AM UTC
Foot-free dance life
The glorious splender of the benevolent sunshine cascaded downward in a carcofony of magnificent rays majestically defending the warmth against the cold stark supercalifragilisticexpialidocousness of the defiant fading day You mean It's hot out Right? What the ****
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Jul 25, 2015
Jul 25, 2015 at 4:26 AM UTC
Over Eloquence
This strong character ingrained by the fierce experiences she's faced gives her the ability to hold unimaginable grace. A woman whos heart is so precious so deep Harmonies the tunes that makes a grown man weep Her style of pragmatism so stylish and sleek solving lifes riddles in a flash of a heartbeat. She carries an attitude of splender and glow A rare treaure that the world ought to know. Like an elegant butterfly she travels light with the fortitude of a warrior endowed with might Who is is this lady I care to speak of? A woman of my heart the one I dream of.
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Jan 16, 2017
Jan 16, 2017 at 2:24 PM UTC
This rare treaure
Overcommitted to this life that we’re livin’, got no choice but we’ve got a voice and we use it, See in the Book of Life every life has it’s sentence, to communicate the truth that we move with, hats of to The Inventor, I’m doing time paying mind paying dues and doing fine, lost in the Splender, of this Life that for now is mine, and yours, and sure, blurs, from the lines for sure, or rather, the lines blur oh sir, please there’s no need to be so formal, as ease as you were, no cure, no prevention, no honor, no mentions, okay some honor, some honest intentions, but not always honest intentions, what’s worse the user or the invention, the consumer or the corporation, personal or business relations? The plot thickens, the pot’s steamin;, let’s eat let’s break bread, please pass a fork a knife and a napkin, what’s happin’, we’re all on the boat but there’s no captain, it’s madness I can’t even speak about it out loud, so I write it down even when I won’t admit it happened, hear no evil see no evil don’t even make eye contact, it’s like they’re all on drugs it’s both cliche and ironic, and the irony is all these things that were once free, cost as the debt from the profit continues rising, “Excuse me Sir, but how do you expect to pay for this Karma? Credit or cash, because nobody pays with checks anymore.”, or checks anymore, or pays attention, can’t say the world has always been honest to us, but I can say that we’ve always had honest intentions, and honesty it’s always been an honor to be us, in all our committed excellence, it’s an amazing balance to be both involved and unattached, a labor of love an adventure a sense, it’s being an an incredible team of strangers and you’re up to bat, overcommitted to this life that we’re livin’, got no choice but we’ve got a voice and we use it, See in the Book of Life every life has it’s sentence, to communicate the truth that we move with… ∆ LaLux ∆ SF 2019
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Mar 1, 2019
Mar 1, 2019 at 3:01 PM UTC
Karma Cash or Credit?
Overcommitted to this life that we’re livin’, got no choice but we’ve got a voice and we use it, See in the Book of Life every life has it’s sentence, to communicate the truth that we move with, hats of to The Inventor, I’m doing time paying mind paying dues and doing fine, lost in the Splender, of this Life that for now is mine, and yours, and sure, blurs, from the lines for sure, or rather, the lines blur oh sir, please there’s no need to be so formal, as ease as you were, no cure, no prevention, no honor, no mentions, okay some honor, some honest intentions, but not always honest intentions, what’s worse the user or the invention, the consumer or the corporation, personal or business relations? The plot thickens, the pot’s steamin;, let’s eat let’s break bread, please pass a fork a knife and a napkin, what’s happin’, we’re all on the boat but there’s no captain, it’s madness I can’t even speak about it out loud, so I write it down even when I won’t admit it happened, hear no evil see no evil don’t even make eye contact, it’s like they’re all on drugs it’s both cliche and ironic, and the irony is all these things that were once free, cost as the debt from the profit continues rising, “Excuse me Sir, but how do you expect to pay for this Karma? Credit or cash, because nobody pays with checks anymore.”, or checks anymore, or pays attention, can’t say the world has always been honest to us, but I can say that we’ve always had honest intentions, and honesty it’s always been an honor to be us, in all our committed excellence, it’s an amazing balance to be both involved and unattached, a labor of love an adventure a sense, it’s being an an incredible team of strangers and you’re up to bat, overcommitted to this life that we’re livin’, got no choice but we’ve got a voice and we use it, See in the Book of Life every life has it’s sentence, to communicate the truth that we move with… ∆ LaLux ∆ SF 2019
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BY Some Miracle Of Fate, It Was Won Never About Peace It Was Always About Space A New Home In ...... Safe From the Breeding My Smile For Him Pure Light Now A Man Who Lived Infinity More Than a God He Was My God His Name Came Made of Song Desire His Gift For A Woman Wealth UnMatchable He Won Without Even Playing Confidence' Laughing Delight His Love Of Focused Desire Freedom For All the Earth So Great was The Dowry She Was Happy For His Joy Was Everything His Smile Was The Smile Of Her Own Heart Pure Light Radiant Beauty In Her Splender Finally Finding Her Way Home To Be No StarThis Pure Light Rather Goodness Powers Kneeling Grace And He Loved Her So He Gave of His Own Life Both Light and Dark Eternal One Being Space The Other Being Love He Stood Above All the Others He Was The One Remember
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Aug 6, 2016
Aug 6, 2016 at 9:14 PM UTC
Lovers Gift
Let me spread my wings one more time, take me to my time when i roamed with the gods. my youth wasted in all its splender of my rebellious ways...yes i hear your wisper in this howlling cold wind as i spread my wings for the last time....im ready to come home !
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May 20, 2017
May 20, 2017 at 11:54 AM UTC
Wings
Manufactured Time Change No Paradigm By Nature Called Rather One Turned By the Force of A million Soul Slaves Upon The Wheel of Time Sweet Reckoning For. A Story of Illusion Soon to Be Forgotten IShee Rules Now Heavens Splender It is From Her Starlit Gown That Once Answering Purgatory Fades Away
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Jun 27, 2016
Jun 27, 2016 at 10:34 AM UTC
IShee
There is a place like home Far way from this land of mine A place so distant yet close to my heart It's a place of beauty where I  long  to be With everything that's full of splender within the delights of  His existence Yes it is place only  for those that seek after Him Indeed there is a place like home Far away from this land of mine were the saints live forever.
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Dec 10, 2022
Dec 10, 2022 at 4:15 PM UTC
A hidden place