Exciting Poems

When I close a book
I open life.
I hear
faltering cries
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The world is wide with wonder
For everything is new
A child’s mind is like a sponge
Or like a flower sipping morning dew
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Fanaticism?No.Writing is exciting
and baseball is like writing.
You can never tell with either
how it will go
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'Oh, dear, this utterly sweltering season of the highly rampant sun is drawing nigh, and it will always be good enough to go on taking daytime baths, as the lakes and rivers will still be with plenteous waters, and at the end of the day, nightfall will be pleasant with fascinating moon, and in such nights Love-god can somehow be almost mollified...[who tortured us in the previous vernal season... but now without His sweltering us, we can happily enjoy the nights devouring cool soft drinks and dancing and merrymaking in outfields...]
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They were 'Proctors' and 'Jackaroos' in those days.
Single wing aeroplanes,
two and four seaters,
either open engines, or open under your seat.
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I love you.

That's it, really.
all there is to say.
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Your fragrance
Your silence
Your way of gazing at me
Your kisses sting me
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and some other father at the club
says, has she flown the nest yet?
and it sounds so crude
you don’t want to answer.
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can't stop the flowing water
from mountains high
dropp to the depth of wisdom
down to the deepest ocean..
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I sit on my bed, and look across at my sage green towelling robe,
hanging on the back of the bedroom door.

Does he still 'fancy' me,
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Are you getting tired of the same old same old?
Are things about as exciting as watching leaf mold?
Are you bored with the infinite tedium of your day?
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Many contend spring is life at her best
when everything is warm and wonderful
and we feel so heart-bright and full of zest
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Heavy showers make land surface slippery,
Cautious walk with alertness and worry,
Sudden fall causes injury and makes you sorry,
While Children play in street and make it marry,
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When, by a decree of the sovereign power,
The poet makes his appearance in a bored world,
With fists clenched at the horror, his outraged mother
Calls on a pitying God, at whom these curses are hurled:
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10 moons,
9 months,
with 2 hearts,
pulsing in my body.
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To talk with you doesn't make any sense,
When your bloody words can hurt me so much.
An exciting show is your best defense,
Slaughtered thoughts drop nakedly at the soul's touch.
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here they come
these guys
grey truck
radio playing
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HERE, while the Thracian bard's enchanting strain
Sooths beasts, and woods, and all the listn'ing
plain,
The female Bacchanals, devoutly mad,
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O lamb of gleaming richness!
listen to firefly’s happiness
it moves the audience
to reject unbalance
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Rhyme on my heart
Feel the lines apart
Metrical at the start
Beautiful sensation will impart
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KISSES I STREAM, ON THE RIMS OF YOUR EXCITING SENSUAL NIPPLES
in the reeds of sensuality, your arousing body lures with great relish.
KISSES ON YOUR PLUM OF HORNY LUST EXCITE ME; THEY ARE LIKE A VOLCANO OF OUR GREAT PASSION
in the reeds of sensuality, your arousing body lures with great relish.
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It was exciting writing this piece tho wrote some with mix emotions, I started this in 2020 with the desire to capture the depression state but I wasn't getting the expression.2023 came and boom was able to get it done, after starting over thrice. SOUND FROM THE OTHER SIDE, writing this made me to see some other aspects cuz at some point I've got to put myself in the shoe but trust me it wasn't pleasant, I'm glad to be able to bring out the beauty in poetry through those write up and share this with the world….

AUG 16
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On a blue bed a very dim light,
Blue skies why you are black?
Twisting her body the restless night,
Curtains of clouds have a crack,
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The world today is an exciting place
Filled with all sorts of exciting gadgets and places
But yet again, the world today is an unhappy place
Devoid of the deep connections of the spirit
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Exciting Love
Exciting for love, helps to find the kind of heart-pounding devotion
Grace to embrace, because that is going to attract romantic encounter
Instant llike two magnets pulled towards each other with passion
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Capturing highlights of a life fulfilled in an interior life of spirituality, looking forward to the rest of this sunsetical horizon, knowing there will be many more secrets divulged.

Exciting surprises also waiting to be recognized and experienced, seeing visions of the future in images and poetry.
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Maybe flat, never sharp, singing with great delight, many people enjoying karaoke together, having a good time in this country-western atmosphere.

Always laid-back and exciting, everyone holding onto yesterdays that were once the best in town, now settled on outskirts of town where they're still being enjoyed.
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Energy revitalized, sending melodies into inner attitudes, moods and dimensions leading intuition directly into in-tellect, exciting and stimulating neurons and synapses.

Entering a bluened light of the Divine, accepting a tantalizing energy being created along with poetry, a stimulating intensity that feels soothingly good.
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when the light fades when soulless shade grey stays
when the sun lacks lamp shiny bright vigorous life heat
when the body is cast down in black gloom defeat beat
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I'd get my rifle down days beforehand and start cleaning it. Dad used to kid me. It doesn't take that long to clean a rifle, he'd say. But I always got so excited. Sometimes I think it's the preparation, the anticipation that's the most exciting part. But I couldn't wait for opening day. I'd set up a practice range behind the house and tack up an old camouflage jacket on the barn. I'd aim right for the top button. I wanted to be at my optimum for when the real hunt began.
It was the best time of year. The turning leaves cast a golden- orange glow, the atmosphere was crisp, there was a smoky smell in the air as folks were starting up their wood stoves. That's when "buck fever" sets in. The old adrenalin gets pumping and you feel super alive. It's my favorite season.
No one who hasn't done it can understand the thrill of the hunt. I believe it has to do with our early hominid origins. In those days they had to hunt in order to live. Of course, there were berries and nuts and grasses which the women gathered. But the real food came from the hunters, who were men. They had to be out there every single day. No time restrictions, no hunting "seasons." Hunting was 24-7. What a life! Sometimes I wish I'd lived then.
It makes you feel like you're getting back to your primitive origins when you're hunting, back to your natural self, away from all the artificial restraints of modern life. You feel like your uncivilized, untamed self is coming out. It's a kind of exhilarating liberation.
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