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Waiting, hoping
Heart slowly dying
Memories re-fuelling forgotten dreams

Wistfully awaiting
Dreams to stir
Prayers to be answered

Penned 18 December 2014

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Soaring Free as a bird No wings to restrain us Blown gently on salmon pink clouds Heaven! 01~11~15 Contest: An American Beauty – Andrea Dietrich Visual 5: Balloons Checked Using How many Syllables 2,4,6,8,2 ~awarded 4th place~

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Desire Yearn, hunger Wanting, needing, craving I need you now! Longing Lust Passion, urgency Thrilling, arousing, smouldering Strong desire for intimacy Obsession 12~26~14 Contest longing Dr Ram Mehta ~awarded 2nd place~

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Always - American Cinquain

~Always~ (American Cinquain) Always Keep all your dreams Let them grow never let them go Keep your dreams alive let them shine Always. Your dreams Need time to grow Just keep them glowing near to you Dreams are like rainbow shining in The sky. Dorian Petersen Potter Aka ladydp2000 copyright@2015 January,10,2015

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Water gushed over parched land fractures are slowly filled left by drought terrain humidified by cold water pouring down replacing warmth everything ice-covered Water set in ice form fluffy and breathtaking an impish sting to its beauty arctic my clothes are drenched twirl around with outstretched arms tears are forgotten By: Wilma Neels Contest Name: Nature, Four In One
1st Place

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Silent Hearts

Silent Hearts

silent hearts
words left unsaid
never find their voice

4:20 pm
© All Rights Reserved

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Only Longing

I think of you sometimes - your strong arms around me - and a white cloud envelops me gleaming. At times the cloud is grey, for life rains down on me. You are not here; I have only. . . longing. Traditional style cinquain: syllable count: 2/4/6/8/2 an oldie for the Cinquain Contest of Dr.Ram Mehta; not a win (theme: Longing)

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Holiday Goodies

                                       is the sugar.
                             Once worn to coat cookies
                     now just pinched and licked by fingers 
                                           In jar.

                          Contest: A Quentin Christmas 

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Tell Me

                          Tell me
            Whispering softly to me low
              Secrets meant just for us
                      I melt and say
                         I’m yours

Written by Brenda Meier-Hans

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The Twinkling

The Twinkling

the hazy moon
night time whispers stories
shooting stars race in close to hear
and wink

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December Magic

December Magic Christmas Great time of joy For our Savior’s birth, while December ends to birth a brand New Year © Sandra M. Haight 2014 All Rights Reserved ~5th Place~ Contest: A Quintain Christmas Sponsor: Andrea Dietrich Traditional Cinquain 2-4-6-8-2 Syllables Judged: 01/04/2015

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lamp posts call me,

to sleep on rainfall’s quilt

as dewdrops, to misty stardust

calm breath.

Andrea Dietrich's An American Beauty:
Write Like Adelaide Contest

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Lavender Sunset, Visual 6

casts lavender 
hues across lustrous sea,
then brushes clouds as bustling day
falls still.

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Alone - Visual 7


In wonder of

The glory of God’s light,

I stand in brilliance of all life...

With Him.

© Sandra M. Haight 2015 
   All Rights Reserved

~3rd Place~
Visual #7, Lone Tree
Contest: An American Beauty
Sponsor: Andrea Dietrich
Judged 01/25/2015

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Clouded Lake, Visual 6

The purple lake
Pale sunrays spread like songs
To burn away the shadows in
My soul.

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First Rays,
on horizon,
Mesmerising purples,
that radiate and scintillate,
Treasure !!

Written Jan 19th, 2015
On Visual 6
For Andrea's contest

Awarded HM

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Tree Tunnel-Visual One

One road.
Tunnel of time.
Yesterday falls away.
Forgive, forget, find your freedom.
Move on.

For Contest: An American Beauty
Prompt: Visual One
Date: January 10. 2015
syllable count 2,4,6,8,2

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He left
That night locking
Her away with a kiss;
Her soul captured by his spirit,
She stayed.

She waits -
For the spirit
To light her pitch-black days;
To breathe into her missing nights;
She’s still.


Traditional style cinquain: syllable count: 2/4/6/8/2
for the Cinquain Contest of Dr.Ram Mehta (theme: Longing)

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White Peacock, Visual 2

White Peacock, Visual 2
Snow-white beauty unfurls embroidered silk plumage, fashioned by fingertips of the Divine.

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Bittersweet necessity
Futile screams overpowered
By warm indifferent waves

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The Wink

Waking, Sun could see sky reflecting its color in the lake. Feeling playful, he winked pink

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Wrongful conviction

Sweetened dung is shoveled down
gluttonous throats with eager appetites for
alleged misdeeds skillfully spun
into a frenzy of sensationalized hype
by media-seasoned reporters.
Seduced by speculation and hearsay,
a jury of pseudo-intellectuals assembles
neatly with moral turpitude tied
smug and tight around rigid white collars
stained heavy with sweat and anticipation.
She stands alone as the eyes of
the court pierce through her appraising
her posture and expression while
the echo of charges being read dissipates
with the smell of type ink and old mahogany.
Fragments of truth embellished
for shock-value and dramatic effect
spill forth as vomit
from confessional mouths
reeking of rot and fermentation.
Vulturous prosecutors rise in fluid
motion squawking accusations in
expert execution of closing arguments, 
pecking apart flesh, unconscionably
scattering the meaty bones of her defense.

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The poet and the jester (on embracing duality)

It is the conversation
between the poet and the jester.
The poet- with solemn introspection;
the jester- with careless regard,
each captivating the other.

It is the ultimate irony
of this unlikely coupling,
entwining their words,
combining truth and mischief,
sabotaging established decorum.

Neither threatened nor contrite,
nor challenging the others' wisdom,
but with enthusiastic fornication
and eager indecency
they consecrate their mutual madness

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Sweet Music

                                  He sits
                          Softly Humming 
                 And seems to have no cares,
               Playing peacefully with his toys
                               For hours.

                                He sings
         Words that seem to stem from his heart.
                 Words that have no meaning,
                         Yet sweet they be;
                                  To me.

Written by Brenda Meier-Hans 

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Professional Crime - Cinquain

slippery snake,
white collar criminal,
mirror image of thievery,

For John Heck's 12-In-1...Choose Your Forte! contest.