Best Relaxed Poems

Go to sleep- though of course you will not-
to tideless waves thundering slantwise against
strong embankments, rattle and swish of spray
dashed thirty feet high, caught by the lake wind,
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The broken pillar of the wing jags from the clotted shoulder,
The wing trails like a banner in defeat,
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How very nice it is after working all day,
To come back home and quietly wile away,
Your leisure hours in many pleasant ways,
Easing the pressures of your present days.
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She taught me what her uncle once taught her:
How easily the biggest coal block split
If you got the grain and the hammer angled right.
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Wasted, wasted minutes that couldn't be worse,
minutes of a barbaric condescension.
--Stare out the bathroom window at the fir-trees,
at their dark needles, accretions to no purpose
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Cool breeze and fresh air,
Give comfort and raise hair,
Body relaxed and sound sleep,
Novel ideas and insight to peep,
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I'd been caught up in the middle, of one of those awful days,
When nothing seems to go right, with glitches and delays.

I was having a rough day at work, and the boss was now irate;
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An old man whose black face
shines golden-brown as wet pebbles
under the streetlamp, is walking two mongrel dogs of dis-
proportionate size, in the rain,
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I feel elated and so proud,
Creative work speak so loud,
I accepted it as simple food,
Something to think and deliver the good,
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Queen Guinevere had fled the court, and sat
There in the holy house at Almesbury
Weeping, none with her save a little maid,
A novice: one low light betwixt them burned
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Her baby was so full of glee,
And through the day
It laughed and babbled on her knee
In happy play.
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Close your eyes and gently walk
Down dreamy Memory Lane.
Now stoop to pick and smell the flowers.
Choose just short stays - or stay for hours!
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a song I never knew
has now become the song I can never forget
it is the song that can cure all
for I sit and listen to that song everyday
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Little lion face
I stopped to pick
among the mass of thick
succulent blooms, the twice
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If you find a woman sexy
That is because she is brainy
She can charm you with her wit
Your intelligence she can meet
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Said Abner, ``At last thou art come! Ere I tell, ere thou speak,
``Kiss my cheek, wish me well!'' Then I wished it, and did kiss his cheek.
And he, ``Since the King, O my friend, for thy countenance sent,
``Neither drunken nor eaten have we; nor until from his tent
``Thou return with the joyful assurance the King liveth yet,
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No more of talk where God or Angel guest
With Man, as with his friend, familiar us'd,
To sit indulgent, and with him partake
Rural repast; permitting him the while
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The photo’s small and rather creased but there
We are, a family group in black and white.
A camera has the trick of freezing time.
We’re posed before a boat outside our house,
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Glory of architect, glory of painter, and sculptor, and bard,
Living forever in temple and picture and statue and song, --
Look how the world with the lights that they lit is illumined and starred,
Brief was the flame of their life, but the lamps of their art burn long!
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I
I have loved England, dearly and deeply,
Since that first morning, shining and pure,
The white cliffs of Dover I saw rising steeply
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To go home and wear shorts forever
in the enormous paddocks, in that warm climate,
adding a sweater when winter soaks the grass,
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Hey youngster, where do you scurry?
Why are you in such frivolous hurry?
Slow down your pace to look around
And enjoy the marvels that surround.
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Beauty of my garden shows me that real life is free,
its colour calls out please, please stop to look at me.
I hear the wind rush through the shrubs and trees, my
music playing soft, a robins song, all sounds of silence.
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Summer !
the painting is organized
about a young
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Sprightly and very much alive
For someone seventy-five
Wearing her trade mark sunglasses
To hide any trace of wrinkles
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I bled for you - would you for me?

I blessed a skin in blazing fuel
Then took a bullet in a duel of
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You entered in my life,
As a soft spoken person,
With fantastic poems.
Slowly and slowly,
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A lonely child with toil o’ertaxed,
Sits Cinderella by the fire;
Her limbs in weariness relaxed,
And in her eyes a sad desire.
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The doors slid open
And I stepped in…
What a great relief it was
To be so far away
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An ache perforates veins deep
Blood cold as moods of night
tears fall on food I eat
tears fall on food withered
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A large carved cupboard of white oak
emanates that relaxed gentle air
Old people have; open, it's kindly
shadows give off fragrances like fine
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A young jubilant boy
Steers a herd of cows
To the open green fields
They graze unflinchingly
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Waving she stood on the threshold,
her husband and children on the road,
her elder to competition quiz,
blessed her with a smile whiz.
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Drifting out of sight, fading into the night.
Times of frustration and depression.
An uncomfortably disturbing state of mind deriving from the darkness...
Thrown into a state of intense stress and desperation, how can I ease the pain in my aching heart?
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The sun has set on yet another day.
I am relaxed and at peace as,
I listen to the sounds of the night;
an owl’s mournful hoot,
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La très chère était nue, et, connaissant mon coeur,
Elle n'avait gardé que ses bijoux sonores,
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(To have been read before the statue of Lafayette and Washington in Paris, on Decoration Day, May 30, 1916).

I
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In the humble dwelling cum studio of Vincent,
The two enthusiastic artistes - De Bock and Vincent,
Came together to sketch the nude figure
Of their model -a very beautiful young girl!
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Lying still in a hospital room, surrounded by family, tears flowing,
faces saddened. At the end of my bed stood a tall, slender lady
with beautiful features. Her skin, the look of velvet, with royal
eyes, rosy cheeks and lips. Angelic, the most beautiful woman, I
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This above all remember: they will be very brave men,
And you will be facing them. You must not despise them.

I am, as you know, like all true professional soldiers,
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By the edge of the mini-pond
where I sit when the weather’s fit for it,
there’s this stone.
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In the seat opposite in the underground
in the off-peak afternoon,
neat shoes, nice legs, skirt just the exact right length
where demure meets sexy in a place called trim;
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After the non-committal, evasive, meeting with Tersteeg
And his disappointing, discouraging comments,
Vincent had one more hope in Anton Mauve.
Anton was a relative from his mother's side,
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Not have another cigarette, you surely must be jesting
It is my sense of humour that you can only be testing
You obviously don't realise that without them I cannot function
I must have them before breakfast, after dinner and after luncheon
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Lying motionless supported by a soft bed of grass, my thoughts
ran wild, endless thoughts from the beginning of my life to the end and
beyond. My eyes opened wide as I lay in a pre slumber state. The
most amazing vision unfolded right before my eyes, clouds began to
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Vincent wrote to his brother Theo,
'Believe me, in things of art the saying is true:
Honesty is the best policy; rather more trouble on
A serious study than a kind of ‘chic' to flatter the public.
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Midway his upward unavailing course
Sate Sisyphus, his back against his load,
Halting a moment from that task of doom.
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I am old and alone
Rich and yet lonely
Nothing to do
Except to wait my time
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It's said in Indian circles that the years of retirement
are the time when men choose the occupation
of their next life. So I'm sitting here on a fine Sunday
in a quiet London suburb, the very day when the geraniums
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Glancing off to the distance, horizons set for me
There is a point where vivid green meets the deep blue of Sea
Feet bare to touch the green, first one, then the other
To the Quite place, unencumbered by the clutter
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In one of those excursions (may they ne'er
Fade from remembrance!) through the Northern tracts
Of Cambria ranging with a youthful friend,
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The Landgrave Hermann held a gathering
Of minstrels, minnesingers, troubadours,
At Wartburg in his palace, and the knight,
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Can you imagine the beauty of sea at sunrise and sunset?
When the golden sun shines and smiles to you.
When the sky looks orange and releases you
In this time, you feel relaxed...and you feel you are in utopia.
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Oh, she was ever so beautiful
As she stood out in the grass
A pristine white fence surrounds her
There's no way I could simply pass
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Twilight is here, soft breezes bow the grass,
Day's sounds of various toil break slowly off,
The yoke-freed oxen low, the patient ass
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THE holy bell, untouched by human hands,
Clanged suddenly, and tolled with solemn knell.
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Because of you, I feel more alive
Because of you, I am happy everyday
Because of you, I am passing through my life
Because of you, I am no longer alone
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First, London, for its myriads; for its height,
Manhattan heaped in towering stalagmite;
But Paris for the smoothness of the paths
That lead the heart unto the heart's delight. . . .
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'Let my thoughts come to you, when I am gone,
Like the afterglow of sunset at the margin of starry silence' ~~ Tagore

Feel part
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Respected poet sir
Devotional Gratitude (भक्ति कृतज्ञता)Tirupathi Chandrupatla Ji

You will be happy to know that I have picked up your poem titled, "With Great Splendor, " and comprehensively line by line reviewed it on date 23 February 2019. This is posted below your poem in many comments. The complete review I am attaching here for your future reference.
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Jack took his magic top hat off the rack.
He placed it over a pretty old rat
The rat jumped around and around
Jacks friends saw the jumping hat.
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FRIEND of the dead, and friend of all my days
Even since they cast off boyhood, I salute
The song saluting friends whose songs are mute
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'Beyond the sunrise
where the black begins' -
& the lights of the city, we
imagine, twinkle or blaze . . .
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Mrs Merryweather put coal on the fire,
while outside through the frosted windows
the snow was beginning to fall.
Christmas was only days away,
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Panorama - Haiku collection


1.
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SEA, SEA RIDER


The man who owned the bookstore was not magic. He was not a
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The Internet Is Grand
A Masterpiece From Man
But I Like Something More
I Can Hold In My Hand …
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The _Charles-and-Emma_ seaward sped,
(Named from the carven pair at prow,)
He so smart, and a curly head,
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Come to Australia
If you don't mind the odd fly
With the Aussie salute...
You will get by
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In the 'Add New Poem' instructions PH says 'Take a deep breathe',
but it should say 'breath' [rhymes with death], so I now DO grieve!
It's a grammatical error, one even (I think) 'Bri' has made in the past,
AND I'll bet my high school English teachers would....now be aghast!
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It was Peter the Barbarian put an apron in his bag
And rolled up the honoured bundle that Australians call a swag;
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Dawn started work at 6: 00 pm
At the Co-Co-Lo-Co Beach Bar
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I was a private detective, and I was deemed one of the best,
As the colorful tulip fields, are forever attracting guests.

My skills seemed often in demand, and indeed kept me moving,
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Languid, solo, nothing to limit or set up obstructions in this brain for it's always open and absorbing every note into a photographic memory.

Music now beginning to rush and charge quietly into the night, leaving no room for sadness or sorrow for a positive placating feeling eases all stress and turmoil.
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O great soul,
You indeed reach to your goal.

Your falling drop of tear,
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As you begin your journey
To start a brand new day
Thoughts of what might happen
You continued on your way
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WORSEWICK
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Not in the mist of legendary ages,
Which in sad moments men call long ago,
And people with bards, heroes, saints, and sages,
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Just you and me on the silent road
A long drive through the woods
An escape to taste the love
The gentle touch of the mist
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With canvas yielding to the western wind
The navy sailed the deep, and every eye
Gazed on Ionian billows. But the chief
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I was dreaming, the sun was warm,
the bright green grass was comforting.
I could see pretty yellow flowers, hear
the champagne stream rippling by,
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I'd seen her in the pub from time to time -
shortish height, slightly awkward jerky movements
not quite to be called boyish
like her haircut,
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I love the way you talk to anyone, do you have to talk to her
I love the way you love animals, you know I’m allergic to fur
I love the way you are different, you’re not going out in that hat
I love the way you dance, do you have to embarrass me like that
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Part I

'Twas in the famous town of Windsor, on a fine summer morn,
Where the sign of Windsor Castle did a tavern adorn;
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The empty and lonely sky
yet, so serene and still
and at scorching noon
Why am I eager?
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In the sweltering heat of summer, she stretched out on the lawn,
unaware of the insects that congregated on her dainty form.

With precision, they scurried, a minuscule army on their march,
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Yes I love you,
lots of love.

But, afraid to say
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The journey
Did not end here up,
After I was born.
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Met a man who interested me
He wrote great poetry you see
Said we'd meet and share some time
Maybe even have our bodies rhyme
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I.
At morn the black-cock trims his jetty wing,
'T is morning prompts the linnet's blithest lay,
All Nature's children feel the matin spring
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Who is this man?
Friday,6th March 2020

Who is this man?
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After you left
only after you left
I could guess
that your shadow spreads
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Some of you have asked for part three so here goes.

Here we want to expand upon part 2.
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Matchless Beauty of Silence

Anybody can be Jealous,
Even the most loved one,
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'And would you', said the lovely maiden
in Minnesota's early hours,
where in deep snow moonlight was fading,
'come up and have a drink, your flowers
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Waking up to the morning’s pattering rain,
Tapping relentlessly on the windowpane.
I struggled hard to try and ascertain,
By looking outside towards the weathervane,
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She carried his memory with her-
wore it like a necklace.

It was
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There's a place in space of beautiful blue,
a galaxy cluster serene,
remote from the Earth, yet within our view
as seen on distant cosmic screen.
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Chapter One

As I entered the resort condo I'd be sharing with a stranger,
I couldn't help wondering if there could be some danger ….
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Albert and Mileva moved into a new apartment in Bern,
And settled into a comfortable, normal life.
The couple seemed happy, relaxed and peaceful.
Mileva gave up her physics and degree ambitions,
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