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The Flower of Youth

                   a playground’s laughter
                  fragrant in its innocence- 
                  jasmine soothes old ears
          whispered through a seasoned brier
           the perfumed blooms of childhood

                        
                           02 Apr 2015


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A Change of Seasons

Persuaded by time, clothed in rust, night reveals a lonely Halloween... Illusions of my childhood drift away with falling leaves


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Remembering Yesterday


Chores wait to be done
The orchard needs harvesting...
Fragrance of apple
greets me with warm memory
Ladders rest against the trees

The porch is laden
With soggy leaves and debris
Quail scratch at the dirt
The door squeaks when I enter,
The autumn sun fills the room


From grimy windows
I watch the breeze stir whirlwinds
Leaves fall like snowflakes
I rest my head against the glass
and remember yesterday
                 ~


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Claw foot Sanctuary

Refuge lies in ripples
Her head rests
on white porcelain
Fragrant lavender recalls childhood
Memory rises with the mist


For Chris's contest ~


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Lost in Japan

Origami soul
Pressed in rice paper tightly
A tomb of beauty
Memory of Geisha's heart
Tsunami tears in albums...

www.scripca.com


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A Halloween birthday Tanka

Oh Halloween babe
born under October's moon
weave with forlornment
your bewitching adornment
of a harvest leaf festoon.

Faces in pumpkins
awake memories of when
the children were young;
and "Trick-or-Treat!" rung
the holiday season in.

Scorpio woman
wipe away your wistful tear
and tend to the craft
of your birthday draught
to toast your forty-first year.























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Dancing Reruns

ghosts of yesterday
   promenade across my screen,
       tapping in the dark...
           Fred twirls Ginger once again
              where the music has no end


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Photographic Memory

All points meet at you~
the sky, the sun, the water.
A still photograph
holds my happiness in ink.
I pretend that you still smile.


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Treasure

A magic moment
along today’s ardent street
the application
old folk holding hands pass by...
many issues spring to mind.

Copyright Harry J Horsman 2011

For Francine Roberts Wow me in 5 lines contest.  


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Oh If only

That will be the day
another Buddy Holly
in the frame of fame
delighting the connoisseur
with the truth of Rock 'n' Roll.

copyright 2014
Harry J Horsman 2014


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My Worst poem -September Comes-w

September comes
Makes me a year older
I take colours of
The falling leaves
In my autumnal days.

See the mid-night moon
Of September sky.
How we fornicated 
Till the early hours of
October Sun.

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Ninth place in the contest

The poem was originally posted on October'30, 2005 on the PS

Contest: My Worst Ever poem sponsored by destroyer)) Poet


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behind glass panes

behind these glass panes

here she contemplates nature

never feeling rain

the sun never warms her face

she's merely an observer


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Task at hand

___________________________________________________________________



As I stand in my kitchen, my hands shape the dough intent on making a pie.... “Who’s hands are those?” I wonder… I see mother’s signature
____________________________________ For Brian Strand's Contest "Five Lines Down"


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a time to reflect

one hour alone motionless in bath water... mirrored on water is the sun of a childhood reflected in ripples of time I see my father a chain saw, a pile of wood mother is sewing patches on the family jeans.... swirling quickly, down the drain ~
_________________ Carrie Richards (spiritual) ________________________________________


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for a nickel

for a nickel
little boys shined
his shoes
       he saw
       himself in them 


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by the old levee
summer's caressing breezes
off the mudriver
whisper so lachrymosely
southern painful centuries


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Soft Peony Clouds

soft peony clouds
ensconced with wet petals
drops of liquid sun
pools in earthly hollows
reflect sky and earth as one



(June 19, 2011  Wausau, Wisconsin USA)

(c) Copyright 2011 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved


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Branches Hide Dark Trout

branches hide dark trout
swimming beneath truth of light
floating secret lives
in deep wanton quiet pools
verity lives amongst them



(June 18, 2011  Wausau, Wisconsin USA)

(c) Copyright 2011 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved


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Time for a Wish

cold white moonlight drapes
diamonds all around me
dances with shadows
as curtains move with the wind
time to make that perfect wish


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Dancing Rain

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                                            never will I know

                                      again your gentle laughter---

                                        except in the voice

                                     of spring bursting with tapping...

                                     raindrops dancing in pure joy 
                                            
                                                      '   '    '    ' 
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For Francine Robert's Contest: "Wow Me With 5 Lines"


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Irish Green Eyes

To Irish green eyes
With a devilish twinkle
A toast at the pub

As long as there’s an Ireland
An Irish song will be sung


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Canadian Wanderer

Shades of tranquil light
blend within shadowy trees,
rainbow prism reflects
calling come on home to me,
the forest track welcomes you.
 

written from a photo of a canadian scene.


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The View Backyard

57577 tanka

Contest:The  View (of my yard)
Sponsor:  Francine Roberts

Written by Doris Culverhouse

Nature's view changes
Familiarity seen
Birds and deer tasting
All of my precious flowers
Attacked like the evil one

Dad's barn and garden
Wayne's great carved flower beds
The tractor and shed 
Always steady, strong present
Workers, lovers of the land

Dedicated to my Dad and Hubby!!


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Ireland, Oh Ireland

for my Irish heart and my Irish love

~***~

Ireland, Oh Ireland
Green island for which I yearn 
My ancestral home 

Calling me forever there 
Nevermore will I wander

~***~


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New Jersey

Camp Evans of fame,
“The Wizard of Menlo Park”,
 Revolution`s Cross...
Cape May sunset, Jersey Shore 
 Mirrors of Spring, Oswego



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A Hiding Place

In tidy closets ~
  Coats hang peacefully,
Quiet, Muffled happiness,
  Beside little shoeboxes,
The cosiest of spaces.


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GOING BACK IN TIME

One last dream is left...
something I've pursued for long:
to go back in time
and see myself a young man,
to get rid of this madness!
   


Entered in Michael Falotico's contest,
" Tanka Me A Dream "
written by Andrew Crisci


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Geronimo Stomp

Geronimo Stomp That has a nice ring to it. Go Barry Darvell. What a catchy melody. A record from yesteryear.


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Remembering


Memories return

In quiet times they surface

Often whispering

And sometimes with a vengeance

A private experience


This theme from Constance's poem
        Cafe For One


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I Believe

My stocking was hung
with the gentlest of care 
for jolly Saint Nick...
on Christmas morn, with surprise,
my stocking overflowed love!


For "Christmas Stockings Tribute" contest sponsored by Russell Sivey.

By: George Aul - 11/19/2011