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Us-Nonet

                                  Slow passionate kisses on your lips 

                                    Fireworks exploded in my mind

                                      Loving hands upon your hips

                                         Leaving troubles behind

                                            A perfect night had

                                              Just you and me

                                                Love like mad

                                                    Sets free

                                                         Us

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Lady Luck

Lady Luck ~ (the Nonet) 



Tears, shadows that swallow other tears
united and out of control
eyes decompose like soft coal
water, in swimming hole
everglade pistol 
celestial toll
river pole 
dead soul
pain

~~~~~

All
over
again, pause
deep darken jaws
engraved, digging claws
deteriorating flaws 
still alive, eating what was
waste, rain, disabling because
nature lingers, emotional raw


by;~~~

Nonet, 9 lines, 
beginning 9 syllables, then 8-7-6-5-4-3-2-1 syllable(s) ~ I hope~

for RICK'S contest...

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WINGING BY


Sequined fireflies winging lightly by into grassland ablaze, they swirl on moon's romance of a dream buoyant as crepe lanterns throwing gold stardust on my damp cheeks; night magic... blow a wish! Freddie V's Contest Never published NONET

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Onion Love

Oh, pungent onion, large, sweet and fried in golden rings, diced, sauteed for casseroles or grilled with meats; tossed raw into my greens! I love you so, that when I slice your skin, I’m the one that weeps!

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Dark Ages

If in one thousand years they'll ask me
What made this one so different 
I'll say lust for purity  
And control lingered on
Only this time God
Was shaped like an 
'S' with two
Lines through
It

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Mentor, O My Mentor -w

On this day I complete on the earth       
*Seventy five years, one regret                
My children and grand children                
Surrounding me with love                          
Reminds me go back                                    
My childhood                                                
Days I missed                                                     
With my                                                         
Dad.                                                                

Dad                                                                   
Caring                                                               
My mentor                                                      
Sacrificing                                                        
Everything for me                                          
Worked in rustic village                                
Living alone, cooking bread                         
On rustic stove, living sage life                    
Putting me in high-school in a town.          

He didn’t live to see what I have scored  
Himself primary school teacher                 
No chance, surrounding him ever.             
Me lust busy upstairs                                    
Dad dying downstairs                                   
In the morning                                               
Lay in bed                                                         
uncared                                                           
Dead.

===================================================== DR.Ram Mehta
Sixth place win of Linda Marie

                       



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Spring's First Kiss

By Carolyn Devonshire

Two hearts we carved in the budding tree
One heart for Peter, one for me
Fifteen, fresh as the season
Breeze brushed love to our lips
Sharing our first kiss
The heart remains
Tree has grown
Love once
Bloomed



*For Michael Falotico’s contest: Nonet Me a Spring Kiss

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A Silk Rose

I run my hands down your silk shoulders
till our hands are in each others.
As our bodies lightly touch,
these lips can only kiss.
I whisper softly
my only words,
I love you
always
Rose.



by Michael J Falotico 2nd place in
"Poetic Art" contest by the Sweetheart

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Life - a Nonet

Life might be compared to a Nonet; if words be deeds, how we flourish in the first several lines! But the lines, like time, start to dwindle midway. Last word; last line - Too fast we meet the end.

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Stars and Souls

Stars and Souls velveteen tapestry shrouds sky beautiful cold warmed by star glitter gather bits of shiny heaven in palm hold it close, light a candle let light glow in the dark Sing to the Moon, pull the tides with you let your song echo deep within then allow it to be heard Let it ripple, then Soar move souls with ardor Let fire burn, Blazing strength then share it tiny lights gather amidst dark sky beaming bright… stars in lives are souls for Constance's Nature, Four in One Contest :) -nikko

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Your cherry blossom lips

My fingers' tip-toeing on  your  face
 stopped at the softness of your lips,
   moonlit night guided my lips
       to your cherry blossom,
       a gentle Spring breeze
           melting like wax
               engulfed us
                with pure
                     joy.      




© kashinath karmakar 2011
by:kashinath karmakar( 20th March 2011)
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Placement:HM ;(March 2011)

Contest :Nonet me a Spring kiss

Sponsor:Michael J. Falotico


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Placement: 2nd;(June 2011)

Contest:Whatever Next

Sponsor:Brian Strand

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The Master's Plan


The air that I breathe, Your mastery 
Where the water ends, land begins
Flowers engulfed by the dew 
What a breathtaking view
The birds in full flight
All in Your plan
Arranged
With love
God  

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The Ransom Paid

My Lord, what more need I ask of you?
For you have left your throne of light
Came to this place of shadows
Wherein lies treachary
And sin rules the days...
Taking my place
Soul redeemed
By your
Blood

Were I to live a thousand lives
Lay the worlds' treasures at your feet
Perform stringent penance
I could never return
The ransom you paid...
Crucifixion
By your blood
I am
Free!

~*~


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Springs lullaby





Spring skipping past Winter blows a kiss

Frost gives way to lush green carpet

Old twigs become new houses

Robin eggs match the sky 

Winters forgotten 

Springs lullaby

Welcome life

A new

day



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Spring's Ravenous Kiss

                                     Dewdrops kiss flowery cups and grass shoots
                                               beetling from comatose roots.
                                                Sun smiles with lustrous rays    
                                                  encouraging poised winds
                                                         to blow redolent
                                                         arousing scents;
                                                               enticing
                                                               bug life 
                                                                 back.

                                         Copyright © 2011  By Caryl S. Muzzey



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Forever Demands

Fate declared this life there is no time
time for us to be together,
yet surely some justice found
in this the universe,
a planned after life
where you are mine
and yes, I
become 
yours

© Harry J Horsman 2013   

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Advice

Advice to the me I used to be:
Always take time for poetry.
To say what you need to say
take pen in hand and play.
Somehow find the way
and time to write.
My advice
to you,
write.

Don't worry about what others say
don't hurry through your busy day.
Sometimes life gets in the way,
no time's left in your day.
Take the time to write
despite this bite
You will thrive
if you
strive.

Please grant yourself this small concession
take some time for self expression.
Take the time to pen a poem
just to let your mind roam;
take a little time
to find the rhyme.
Find the time
to rhyme,
now.


written for: Linda-Marie The Sweetheart of P.S.Contest: "A JOURNEY BACK IN TIME"

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BLUE

BLUE

Blue
Black and
Of course!    true
Jilted lady
Sky on a clear day
Subject in review is
When my girl left me I was
How I remember Crater Lake
Little girls wear pink but boys wear
.........................................................

I was so fond of the various entries in the "Blue" contest, just had to write one

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Your unique birthday gift

Your walk, your talk, the magnetism 
The thoughts of you still make me smile 
Your smile, still etched in my mind
Everything still there 
Memories we shared 
I still miss you 
Still wonder 
Recall
Wish 

We had a common love for music 
Pleasure of sharing them with you 
Our favorite songs still played 
The tears trickle at times
Feelings has changed 
No longer sad
Happy thoughts
Cherished
Smile 

My birthday’s significance changed 
You took your final breath that day
It happened so suddenly
Would not alter a thing
A last smile not shared 
We never kissed
Amity 
Magic 
Love



7th place
A JOURNEY BACK INTO TIME CONTEST
Sponsored by: LINDA MARIE
© All Rights Reserved

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My Obsession

My obsession.. like moth to a flame
This love for him will never cease
We've said, 'what will be, will be'
Dreams do die, but once
Their ashes tell truths
Always alive 
In my soul
Breathing
Him

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His Bouquet

His Bouquet Within the quiet of the moonlight the stars spread beauty in the sky His gift of heavenly love what glorious array add to his bouquet sunshine and rain colorful flowers too Erich J.Goller Copyright 2.11.11

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The Zulu Coconut Speaks

The words of the Zulu coconut, a once coveted souvenir from an indulgent visit to festive Mardi Gras. As our hero speaks two mice nibble unobserved at his coat. "Beads were slung; doubloons cast. Grasping tourists seized the trifling throws. Floats advanced in the queue krewes tossed their tokens wildly. Prize gifts are meant to be given. So I, Zulu, I went from hand to hand." Meanwhile a mischief of mice emerged to attack Zulu's varnished coat. As they quickly devour him, his paint began its work within their stomachs to do the same. Zulu's last witnessed speech: "Far better to restock the soil of earth. Better to be spent as nourishment to some. Better still to end this life by sprouting as a seed of hope. Better than this: "paint may be toxic."
4 - 11

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Someone Really Care

You are that piece that the world did wrong
I am here to try right that day
When you had nowhere to turn.
I’m no one, not special
But i understand
in your poetry
i see it
honest
truth.

© Harry J Horsman 2013    

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A PORTRAIT BY HELEN KELLER

Yellow feels like a warm cat in a lap, A soft purr against a cupped hand, Black smells like soil on the grave, White chills the glass of tea, Voice wears a friend’s smile*, Laugh wakes the heart, Song moves feet, Art is ... Love.
By Cyndi MacMillan, For Linda Marie's "Poetic Art" Contest *Helen Keller became deaf and blind after a short but severe illness in her early childhood. She learned to read lips through touch. Helen was highly intelligent and earned a Bachelor of Arts degree at 24. She also wrote several books, one which became the framework for the movie, The Miracle Worker, the story of her early years and her triumph to communicate. She became a political activist and a feminist pioneer. Click on the about this poem link if you can to see Helen listening to Elenaor Roosevelt.

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Heart Song

I hear the rhythm beneath your breast,
music of intense emotion,
with a volume of such depth,
it bypasses my ears
to enter my mind,
which interprets
for my heart
and tears
fall