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Dance by Anderson, Tony
Connections by Guenther , DebbySue
Summer Moves by S , Kit
Lost Soul by Anderson, Tony
Honor by Anderson, Tony
Flowers by Anderson, Tony
Life by Anderson, Tony
- POETRY BOOST - by Smile, Sunshine
THE WISE AND HIS POSSESSIONS by Trifiatis, Demetrios
Poetic Parallels by Poteet, Reason A.

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Night-Blooming Jasmine

Night-Blooming Jasmine
expert seducer with soft silky lips, silver blue moon sweetly kisses a slumbering beauty awakening desire; greeting her lover, Night-Blooming Jasmine unfolds perfumed petals

Copyright © Pandita Sanchez | Year Posted 2014

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Spring heralds the dawning of brilliant bluebells carpeting the woods Silently they slept until the warm sun rouses them from slumber Gently they open their eyes, stretch and bask in nature’s glory 01~29~15 Contest Glorious Sijo Fields – Andrea Dietrich How Many Syllables - Count 16, 16, 15 – total 47 ~awarded 5th place~

Copyright © JAN ALLISON | Year Posted 2015

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SIJO -Virgin-

#3~"Lost not forgotten" 
"A solitary star had gone astray, yawning before the dark, 
hiding; straight ward, waver the wink of light, slowly fading. 
By my window I shed a tear; I farm the fields of my soul."

"Above the winter masses, buried, I wait for the sun. 
Sweet smelling kitchen, the hunger rise, within, my tongue swings... 
Rise away from the table... noisily I yell for my bike."

#3~"Dreaming with the God's"
"Downhill of Mount Olympus, everything felt real.
In the orchard of my dreams, I am structured as a statue. 
Mr. Sandman made a fool, of my midnight summer dream."


SIJO contest. 

Take it easy on me, i'm a SIJO -Virgin-

Copyright © SKAT A | Year Posted 2013

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Vivid View VISUAL 3

Splashes of scarlet and violet blend into blue heavens
While soft, white, feathery clouds rise like angels taking flight
Over memories of Monet’s Artist's Garden at Giverny.

© Connie Marcum Wong

Sponsor Andrea Dietrich 
Contest Name Glorious Sijo Fields 
February 7, 2015

Copyright © Connie Marcum Wong | Year Posted 2015

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A marquee of stars dims, to beckon early winter’s stage;
Reflecting crunched flowers in ghastly hues, detached from their limp boughs.
The nightfall drapes hush of serenity , as flakes soothe trees’ nest.

 Andrea Dietrich's  October Bliss or November Dreams

Copyright © nette onclaud | Year Posted 2014

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Six Dancers All In White

In my room late one night, I caught six dancers all in white. In tutus, flowered caps, and tights, they twirled on tiny pointed toes. Seeing me, they froze; those living dolls..... mere porcelain again.

Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2011

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The Roller Coaster

The roller coaster leans into a sky the color death. Alongside pines it winds its broken way, gripping earth’s gray stubble. In the moan of the wind, I conjure up the screams of children’s glee. Note: I was looking for a really unique way to describe the color of that sky in the picture. I asked hubbie for advice and all he could say was it looked like death. He hated the picture, but I found it to be a great depiction of derelict beauty. For the Derelict Beauty Poetry Contest of Debbie Guzzi

Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2015

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Thistle Solitude-- Visual No 1

I had briefly caught sight of the other side of yesterday, blinded by the sun, and weaving through the deep, thistle solitude. I'll carve a path through thorns and flowers, to reach an old memory.
Inspired by Andrea's Contest: Glorious Sijo Fields 1/31/15 Visual Number 1

Copyright © Carrie Richards | Year Posted 2015

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To Dance The Night Away

Visual #2

A symphony of moonlight illuminates the night sky
Waves of emerald jade dance in ripples upon the summer breeze
While tracks cut deep lead me to you to waltz the night away.

For Andrea Dietrich contest

Copyright © harry horsman | Year Posted 2015

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My Dance Partners - Visual 2

A gallant moon extends gold fingers to me on the dance floor
as I slip my legs into the chorus line of tall, green grass with ease.
Like a spiraling leaf, I’m free until eyes freeze upon his tracks.  

Copyright © Rhonda Johnson-Saunders | Year Posted 2015

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Burning Flame Of Life

Arise and fall; the cycle of life; birth and death are human plight. A life is lit and it burns short; when matches struck bring in discord. Flames burn dim or bright; many deny, their own bright light.

Copyright © M. L. Kiser | Year Posted 2015

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Gaining Perspective

Looking at the vast azure sky, one can't help, but feel small;
as crowds of ants run in terror of cathedral-sized Converse.
I left sugar cubes next to their hill, feeling purposefully big.

Copyright © Timothy Hicks | Year Posted 2015

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Brazen night winds crash brittle glass of our furious voices Quieting down, we slowly climb inside eyes lit with dear splendor A flood of kisses roam north to west of mouths--- drowning stars

Copyright © nette onclaud | Year Posted 2012

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Temple of Life

Nearby an ornate edifice meant for the worship of God I kneel in the clearing of a verdant woods where sun’s light streams down - spirit-touched, as nature’s choir chants and wind whispers prayers Written 5/6/14 by Andrea Dietrich for nette onclaud's Sijo in a Temple Poetry Contest

Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2014

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The Summer Fling

A delight for female eyes was his gorgeous face and strong physique; His dark eyes lured them in, but his kisses left them spellbound. The beauty of his skin could but briefly hide his fickle heart. One summer he met at last the woman who could claim his heart - A lovely Aphrodite to match this young Adonis. With her wiles, she beguiled him, and his flighty heart then grew devout. From June to July, boundless seemed their rapture; how they loved . . . in brilliant fields of daffodils; on amber sand beneath the moon! By August, he was on one knee with a diamond ring in hand. Red anemones bloom in the garden where he saw her last. The Aphrodite he hoped to wed was someone else instead - Brawn and beauty are not all; a wise Athena finished their fling. For Deb's Sijo Strings Contest

Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2014

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A Summer Remembered - Sijo String

Sun stretched, far and wide, smoothes the beach, to find a place upon the sand
While it spreads a sheet, fastens lace, to all our summer skies
No day sees a wave so high, without thoughts of you or dreams renewed

Sun slept on the water's surface, rippled like heat, melting the glass
My head against your chest, could hear your heart, soften, after our swim
and I watched white seagulls fly, away to where the sky, blended to grey

Pages remain in old albums, but I see them so differently
It's clear, now as if photos, reveal sharper views, of what we didn't know 
Almost seems a better thing to face the unknown unprepared

Evening beckons my head to rest, ..old loves are lost with the sunset 
Summer was ours awhile, for just a day, like the seagull.....flies away
Tonight, all I hear are waves, to break the silence of the night


Copyright © Carrie Richards | Year Posted 2014

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Glimpse an empire in sweated palm burdened with pain centuries old; 
Horrors and stalagmites hang in beautiful tragedy Gods have told:
Within soil surrounding bluest calm, such memories you hold.

Copyright © Michele Nold-Godleske | Year Posted 2009

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October Bliss

I ride freely in respite with what this blissful month serves Like truant in yoga, forgetting all wonga and being wonk That I may enjoy a long break before November morn
10/11/14 7.58am --my very first sijo poem Syllables: 14/16/14 Ninth Place Contest: October Bliss or November Dreams/Sijo or Sedoka Judged: 10/5/14 Sponsor: Poetess Andrea Dietrich *wonga-means money *wonk- also means someone who works and studies hard

Copyright © Galeo DS | Year Posted 2014

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While a lattice of gold asters sheds its dangled petals, 
I cringe against the intrusion from rainfall's unforgiving wind.
Through night's hush, moist blooms graze my arms scenting my quietude.

Andrea Dietrich’s Glorious Sijo Fields
Visual  No.5

Copyright © nette onclaud | Year Posted 2015

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Answered Prayer

I prayed for rain to visit us and to refresh our souls....
The heavens heard, and opened up, pouring water down the rice fields,
Washing off the seedlings that we had planted for a week.

** June 6, 2010 ^_^

Copyright © binibining P.iNk | Year Posted 2010

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Tear of Joy or Sorrow

How could you distinguish between a tear of joy and sorrow~~ blank page of a diary with dry teardrops asked me this question, the answer was not known to me,so I tore that page out. Date: 14th January 2013 ===================000====================== Placement: 4th; January 2013 Contest:Sijo Sponsor:Rick Parise =============================================

Copyright © kash poet | Year Posted 2013

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Life Mission

once upon a time was babbling babe and frolicking lamb now a soldier of grace seeking destiny in the great I am… of age, I turned the page, my girdled mission is of He “”””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””” For Rick And contest: Your Life "Mission Statement"

Copyright © john freeman | Year Posted 2011

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Winter's End

Spring waits, as Winter slowly looses its grip upon the land
Water begins to drip from eves and green  peeks through the graying snow
A bear wakes and stretches, and remembers how to be a bear

Copyright © Barbara Gorelick | Year Posted 2015

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November Dreams

November dreams of beauty of my garden in springtime,
planning horticultural fancies my garden has never grown.
Dreaming of it in November is easy part of gardening.

Copyright © Joyce Johnson | Year Posted 2014

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On Tiptoes

Standing on toes, we might be able to see above the crowd

     Sometimes it’s better to duck than let what we see enrage us

          We must tiptoe softly through the sensitive hearts of others

* Entry for Rick's contest

Copyright © Carolyn Devonshire | Year Posted 2011