Subtle Poems - Poems about Subtle

“If we sit down and gently gaze at a butterfly With a tranquil mind and calm spirit free from stress Like happiness, it may come and rest on our palm Heedless for a while, and then part away like the breeze.” -By author ************************************************************** ...

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I sat to write of subtle things The sun, the gentle warm it brings To melt the ice on dormant springs Awakening the bug that stings Then came thoughts a bit more harsh Large snapping turtles in the marsh Bug-eyed pike with teeth so sharp Chasing dragonflies at dark A soothing hum that fills the air Just letting us know that they’re there Residing between...

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A subtle stir is born in my mind, a dance of thoughts rising, Like foam finding its place in the azure sky, seeking unwritten answers among the stars, Yet fearing the earth that pulls dreams towards itself, a merciless magnet of freedom. We dream in endless chapters, pages full of hopes and fears, Where the end is a distant...

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I sit and look surrounded, By this subtle sounding wood. I can’t help but be astounded, That something so simple could. Am I free or grounded? What happened where I stood? These feelings have compounded, And their meanings misunderstood. ...

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An Invisible Dictatorship Subtle Tyranny & Mask - To attentive Observers is now Slipping & Fast Overture toward false Maritime Law, Commercial illegality Certificate of Births, What on Earth then are we really here for? Is but one query in a desperate realm, a sea of illusion and neurotic mirth.. Trapped in voyage to an occult fellow-ship, Babylonian Pharisee Dogma and...

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Soft light and warm a touch welcomes home bed red and hot heat rushes up fire pulse and ache welcomes us again like waterfall empty and full soaked until I know no more something calls me here drinking sweet red and full of fear drunk on pulse and desire thoughts began to dewire...

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with transient identity having been forgot we embrace life, the shape shifting chameleon enlivened by bliss magnetism, in vibrance we jive resolving all paradoxes in the cave of our heart etching fragrance of our soul in the vast void...

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How protective the cool umbrella is !, You are a symbol of shelter or fashion, ...

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subtle pulsating space, get your finger out of my face, shimmering dimness and the light in between, he appeared quickly but did not go fast I knew too well a spell had fell, Putin I'm not disputin', Trump I got over the hump of you, Musk you have an elephant's tusk, red headed triplets need never to despair, well I ain't mentionin'...

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Soft, subtle and sublime ...

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O, September, I feel the subtle scents of dandelion days melting into oblivion, Like spring waterfalls of delirious diamonds collapsing into the abyss of memory, While sentimental sapphire memories flow among clouds of color-blind cruelty, Revealing how the butterflies from the temple of fragmented armor have left my spirit At the altar of Ares, adorned with broken wings and...

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It is not so much for its beauty that the forest makes a claim upon men's hearts, as for that subtle something, ...

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In the twilight of our consciousness, where shadows intertwine with subtle grace, I wander through endless corridors, seeking truths in this forsaken place. This world, the sole reality, with all its terror and tender embrace, Demands our love, lest we lose ourselves in imaginary space. Through the labyrinth of thoughts, where dreams and fears entwine, I glimpse the dismal utopias,...

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In the subtle twilight of our ephemeral existence, when long shadows stretch across the landscape of our souls, we find ourselves contemplating the unresolved mysteries of the world, mysteries that elude science and sociology with their polished lenses and complex theories. Our birth, our death, our existence in the present moment— they are not enigmas to be deciphered, but open gates...

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In the gratifying embrace of the sun's glow a delightful plight, a verdant tableau; Where the blazing sovereign of light reigns scattering, a gleam of kaleidoscopic refrains; The sweet sounds of the dulcet birds coercing me to summon these words; the pulpy fruits with its mellowing taste with an azure sky, so simple and chaste; I wished more of these benign days For...

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