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F eeling enraptured, Autumn dances in the wind, then undresses.
A s bright robes fall to the ground, her passion paints the twilight skies.
L ike a nymph, she beckons, tossing her fiery auburn tresses.
L ongingly she sighs - September’s bliss lingering in her eyes.

I ndian summer days come; then they go.
N ights though chill, embrace her in indigo.

L ater, in November, her sweetness wanes.
O ctober cannot stay forever loving her.
V acantly she gazes through freezing rains.
E ndearments whispered - cease - when Fall loses ardor.

Copyright © Andrea Dietrich

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T~hirty-two steps through the yellow-green grass led me to you.
H~aving to choose which one; my heart with no doubt chose you.
E~very rose bloomed quite differently, though nothing meretricious like you.

R~ed is known to be the favorite color to man; color blinded; my soul desired you.
O~f all the roses, my senses were captivated and comely to you.
S~ome men may pick more than one rose; but, I only want you.
E~ven mother nature so pulchritudinous can't compare to you.

Pace, G


Copyright © Pace INK-U-SCRIPT

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Jan and Daz are so so happy 
United are Jadazzle 
Many months have passed
Poetry writing has been put on hold
It's been over a year... but we 
Never gave up believing we would write together 
Good times are just around the corner

Friendship oh so strong
Overt faith in each other
Radiating from united hearts

Joyous in our reunion
Optimism will be our byword
Yesterday is but a memory

12th August 2015

This is our first poem in about 14 months - writing together again was a dream that has finally come true - Jadazzle are well and truly reunited.

Written by Jan Allison and Darren Watson


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A mong the ash, the beech, the birch they fall,
U nder the boles of white, beige and gray,
T hickening piles, a golden cabal; 
U nvarnished leaves all in disarray. 
M audlin, they lack the rouge kissed spark of red
N earby, oaks brown, await the children's tread. 

* an acrostic done as an English Sestet


Copyright © Debbie Guzzi

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Cross My Heart

C ome to the
R iver
O f my 
S oulful
S entiments

M eandering silently
Y earning for release

H asten
E arnestly
A s my love flows by
R ushing through the flood-gates
T o your heart.

Copyright © Paul Callus

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Magnificent scenery Ancient Architecture Lovely lovely people Terrific cuisine All I wish is to return again one day Jan Allison 31st October 2014

Copyright © JAN ALLISON

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Can a child ever forget, how deep a mother’s love abides

All those days since birth, till now I’m grown she guides

Remembering her smile, so tender, so warm as her embrace

More than soothes away my pain, my fear of failure and disgrace

Even in my dreams she comforts, her voice, her scent would stay

Never will her being mother stop, till when I’m old and gray.

26 March 2015
Contest : Acrostic on Mother's Day - 1st Place

Copyright © Kim Patrice Nunez

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Jubilation filled the room and lit my mother’s face on her 80th birthday.

Everyone she loved, both friends and family, had come from near and far away.

A huge surprise, the secret was well kept by all, even by her children, all seven!

Never had she felt such joy; through tears she said,“This is how it must be in Heaven."

Written 3/20/2015 and dedicated to a beautifully spiritual and strong woman who raised eight children, one that died in the 80's, and who lost her husband to Alzheimer's several years ago. Today she lives alone in our Iowa home town and fends for herself. Spry and independent, she will be 84 on March 23. Happy Birthday to my mother!

Please check out the slide show of the wonderful family reunion we had in 2013!

Copyright © Andrea Dietrich

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Slipping      slipping     sweet summer is    slipping      away,

Ebbing into the ocean of my memories.

Palpable is my changing mood when all too soon,

The Equinox arrives to     l  e  n g  t  h  e  n     shadows.

Enticed by cooler days and nights,

My birth month acquiesces, then brilliantly begins

Bursting forth in bright beguiling hues!

Elegies evoked in me by summer’s leaving still linger in my poetry.

Resolved to all of it - at last - I turn to the revelry of fall festivities.

Written 8/9/2015  (Birth date Sept. 5)
For the Birth Month Acrostic Poetry Contest of Charlotte Jade Puddifoot

Copyright © Andrea Dietrich

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Animals, large and small, reside in the tropics of South America
None, however, as vicious and strong as the Eunectes murinus
Andes in Columbia is the home of the largest and heaviest of its kind
Cautiously the hunters hunt for her precious skin for monetary gain
Occasionally though they fall prey to this lethal smooth predator
Nobody is a match for her once she wraps around you like a scarf
Denying you air, you are her latest meal swallowing you whole,
Another day and another victim, just another victory for the Anaconda.

Giant animals contest
4 September 2015

Copyright © Silent One

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Tribute to Eric Boddie

Enlightened is the one that rhymes words with so much ease
Rebelling against the nemesis that is the mind block disease 
Inspiring so many with his vast selection of poetical lyrics
Care free writing with so much ease, without any gimmicks

Big man with big muscles it what he lets you see
Only revealing his romantic side for his lucky lady
Devout he is in his love to Jesus and God's word
Developing to inspire, staying away from the absurd
I've never known a man so sincere and pure
Enchanting rhymes into poems forever, I'm sure..

Tribute to Eric Boddie
30 August 2015

Copyright © Silent One

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Alien Feet

ALIEN                             -NOT-                               HUMAN

 Alien life form---                                             ---Far from human toucH
 Living among it self---                              ---In the heavens like a gurU
 Intelligence kept from civilization---      ---Scientist call it a phantoM 
 Earth remains alone---                                           ---Like a secret ninjA 
 NASA's top secret---                                           ---You are not humanN

 BY:                             .                                 BY:

Copyright © SKAT A

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In The Eyes Of Age

Inside your eyes, I feel a world.
Night and day, eyes of a world.

Time has healed wounds, or forgotten them.
Heaven is closer with each breath you take.
Emotions wax and wain like the motions of the moon.

Early to bed, early to rise, life continues.
Your hopes and dreams have came and went.
Every hour ticks by, tick, tock, it reminds you.
Some memories will not fade away, for this you are glad.

Open the doors the last days of life.
Fear not the other side, for it comes.

Age has brought you wisdom, stories and bred new life.
Gifts now to be given are those of your stories.
Entrust me with your stories, your legacies, your memories.

In the eyes of age I see time is but a grain of sand on an endless beach. We are one with the spirit of time let memories of your lifetime teach. I will listen.

Copyright © Casarah Nance

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Happy Birthday Tim,Timmy,Timothy Smith

Terrific charmer,blessed and gifted Invincible love fulfills his heart Modesty is a reflection of his beliefs Super dad and souper spice Master of words and muses Incredibly kind to all others Trustworthy and truthful friend Heartwarming!His sweet gentility reaches our soul.
Dedicated to Tim Smith Happy Birthday Sweet Sixteen : ) on the 3rd of December 2014!

Copyright © Cupids Arrow

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Forever will I long for you 
Remembering your love each day
Enabled me to make it through  
Each time I shipped away 
Do not be afraid," I said, 
Oblige me in this task I take
Many people depend on me 
Soldier's love do not forsake

Come to me in the dark of night
And I shall know you believe 
Let me hear your silent prayer
Let your love help me achieve


Copyright © Judy Konos

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Breast Cancer Awareness-by casarah nance

October is breast cancer awareness month, if you don't check them, I will.

Bodies, presented to the world with love and affection,
Revealing to others a person's hope and attention.
Every once in a while the body must put up a fight,
A war within itself when something is just not right.
Silent it comes, this battle, winner takes it all.
To know there is a war, makes the hero not fall

Cancer, a term so vague yet causes so much pain.
Alarm bells ring when the terminology causes stain.
Normal lives change in the drop of word,
Cancer, even unsaid, the truth gets heard.
Embrace the now and knowing of how your body talks,
Remember the steps, stride as your pride walks.

Awareness, that is what is needed to survive.
We must stick together to heal and stay alive.
Arm yourself with these tools needed to slay
Raise the challenge against the dragons, keep them at bay
Everyone has the power to be the best they can be.
Never let a sickness take over the soul we see.
Empower the warrior inside, knowledge is the answer.
Save your sadness and stretch for the cure.
So many hands when held together, get us through any weather.

By Casarah Nance
Date 10-14-2014

Copyright © CT Duet

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Unfathomable strength that lies deep inside, which
nobody can comprehend. Losing is never an option
born champions defeating all obstacles in their way
resisting all bullets fired towards them by cowards
elegantly composed within the pressures of society
actively fighting injustices and defending the weak
kings of today with no need for royal endorsement
angels disguised as humans guarding those broken
beautiful souls defeating  demonic minds with love
lionized as paragons of  integrity who  seek justice
even with those who try to silence them ignorantly

Dedicated to all those who fight through adversity

The Silent One
28 October 2015

Copyright © Silent One

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Psychologically powered in pleasant peaceful passion
overjoyed in optimistic open-hearted outright originality
soulful in silent serene spirituality with simplistic sincerity
inspiring with integrity, illuminating, invigorating innovation
truthful tranquillity tenderly teaching with therapeutic theoretic 
ignoring ignorant insults and idle imperious idiosyncrasy illusions
valiantly vigorously valuing vibrant vitality and versatility in virtue
enthusiastically enlightening, encouraging with equanimous empathy  

The Silent One
6 November 2015

Copyright © Silent One

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Open Sores

I am a coward with open sores. 
I write and wonder who it bores. 
I hear my heart and mind argue repeatedly. 
I see others carrying out my dreams; 
that’s what’s defeated me.
I am a coward with open sores. 
I pretend open doors are closed, and walk the other way. 
I touch base with the fear in my heart, tearing me apart,
leaving nothing to say... 
I worry the world will leave me. 
I cry because no one believes in me. 

I am a coward with open sores. 
I understand nothing comes easy. 
I say I’m happy, but even I don’t believe me. 
I dream I am healed and brave. 
I try to overcome my weaknesses before I’m in my grave. 
I hope you hear me.
I’m on all fours. 
I am a coward with open sores. 

©  2011  ~JSLaM    


* 1st PLACE in Contest "MARCH MADNESS" Sponsored by C. Devonshire 2011

* 1st PLACE in Contest "ONE OFF" Sponsored by Brian Strand 5/11/2011 

* 1st PLACE in Contest "BEST EVER" Sponsored by P.D. 2011

Copyright © JSLambert Mister ROBOTO

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Winter frost on willow trees  
     Weeping tears of snow.  
Halos 'round the opal moon,
     Hopeful, humble glow.           
Ivory keys collecting dust, 
     Itching to be played.   
Tresses bleached by age and time,
     Thinning as they fade. 
Empty pages bound in cloth,
     Ernest for a word.
Naked rows of birches -
     Noble and absurd. 
Endless skies of cotton clouds 
     Eager to unfurl.
Strings of sparkling diamonds, 
     Strands of subtle pearls.
Shovel, shiver - still, it falls:
     Snow subdues the world.

Copyright © Heather Ober

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An Acrostic Reflection

r andomly I stare into
e ach reflective surface
f orever pondering the
l ines of age, pain and joy
e ach one a splendid testament
c ulled from a full life
t eased endlessly, eternally
i nto distorted images
o f the soul of me
n ever quite
s eeing..I

s urely, I am 
n ot this shallow
o nly time can plane my cheek
i nsight my eyes to fade
t urn the plumpness of lip to
c rinkles of mirth
e nlivening the gray
l anguishing in silver
f orever seeing but parts of the
e cstasy I
r eflect

Copyright © Debbie Guzzi

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Reach For The Stars

Rising before me, are your eyes,.. like the stars
Embracing the light, while reflecting the moon
A room filled with people, ...yet it seems we're alone
Closer you've pulled me, as we dance to one song
Hearing old music, that we knew long ago

For, you and the night, have been here all along
Over the moon, where we wanted to be
Reaching for stars, in our own magic way

The questions I’ve asked, I know you have heard
Here and hereafter are just steps apart
Each step brings me still, gentle heart!

Some things are intended, that we never part
The place I belong, is always with you
All things I have longed for, I've had from the start
Reaching for stars,  .... I climbed over the moon
Stars shine in your eyes, as we dance to old tunes

For the Romantic Contest
Sponsored By Regina Riddle

Copyright © Carrie Richards

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Earth Day

~Planet of the apes~

Ape should inherit the world
Perhaps  --maybe, just maybe!
Earth has a chance 


Copyright © Poet Destroyer A

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Faith Is a Powerful Thing

Freedom of thought and expression could lead one astray.
Always there exists the temptation to tread on dangerous ground.
Ingrained ideas and habits become lax.
Therefore, ever careful one must be.
Happiness cannot be found only in material things. 

Interpretation of facts has to be honest.
Sincerity must guide every step made in life.

Away from temptation the path should lead.

Prophets of deceit abound and doubt is sown.
Only those who possess strength of spirit will survive. 
Watchful eyes will avert dangers, snares and pitfalls.
Easy it is to fall prey to false beauty and bright allure.
Rivers attract, but the currents can be strong, overpowering.
Fulfilment depends on knowledge. 
Ultimately, it is trust and confidence that lead to spiritual growth.
Love of the Almighty provides enlightenment. 

That is why a strong will and courage are needed.
He who perseveres builds a personal understanding with God. 
It is through grace and obedience that faith flourishes. 
Never is faith a step in the dark for it leads to the light.
God is forever available to all those who believe. 

Contest: Faith Is a Powerful Thing (2014)
Sponsor: Mystic Rose
Placed: 2nd

Copyright © Paul Callus

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I always think of you though you are far away

Long to be able to give you a big hug
Only you can make me feel this way
Visions of you in my mind
Each and every day

You are so so precious 
One special person in my life
U are my lovely son

19th February 2015

Copyright © JAN ALLISON