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Star Sugar

Oh, scattered flecks that sparkle light like crystals emptied from a bowl to dust the skies from some great height! Oh, scattered flecks that sparkle light, you sweeten up my somber night. Delight the lone and searching soul, oh, scattered flecks that sparkle light like crystals emptied from a bowl.


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Tell Me- Me Dire

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Moon

               
Low hanging moon with softened gleam; As stars peek down, I take my rest. I lie beneath a sheen of cream. Low hanging moon with softened gleam, Your essence wraps around my dream, Then flees beyond your sleepy crest. Low hanging moon with softened gleam; As stars peek down, I take my rest.


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How Softly, Deeply

In silence, undisturbed tonight,
how softly, deeply Winter creeps,
imparting token mounds of white.
In silence, undisturbed tonight,
Full Moon, who casts pearlescent light,
is keeper of a world that sleeps
in silence undisturbed tonight.
How softly, deeply Winter creeps.

Posted 12/30/09, my 8th post after
 I joined right before Christmas of that year!

For Brian Strand's 
ANY POEM FROM YOUR FIRST 100 ON PS 
any form/any theme max 15 lines Poetry Contest


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When All That's Left Is To Love

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You are the temple, I worship within,
living prayers of merging love and lust,
breath writes holy scriptures upon our skin.
You are the temple, I worship within,
a sacred place for me to enter in,
my priesthood's vows renewed by ev'ry thrust.
You are the temple, I worship within,
living prayers of merging love and lust. 














*This is an adaptation of French Triolet, a form which is officially written
in lines of 8 syllables, incorporating Iambic Tetrameter. Instead of French Iambic T, 
I am in the mood for a more rambling Colonial English flavour :P



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Perhaps One Day (For Avatar)

I finally got to see Avatar and as a HUGE movie fan, I was very impressed. It could very 
well get the Oscar (although I still love "500 Days of Summer" or "Up in the Air" for an 
Oscar!)

   (a Triple Triolet)

Where blues and purples dominate,
Pandora beckons from beyond.
Entranced by it, I gravitate. . . 
Where blues and purples dominate,
a way of life to celebrate
and with creation, share a bond.
Where blues and purples dominate,
Pandora beckons from beyond.

There stands a tall strong mother tree,
and mountains float upon the sky.
What many wonders you can see!
There stands a tall strong mother tree
inside this forest fantasy;
take hold a huge bright beast and fly!
There stands a tall strong mother tree,
and mountains float upon the sky.

Perhaps one day we’ll understand,
as did the one named Avatar,
to live in peace, stand hand in hand.
Perhaps one day we’ll understand
to say “I see you;” love our land;
no need to leave and travel far!
Perhaps one day we’ll understand
as did the one named Avatar.

 Jan. 8, 2010


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Dandelion Dream

-Dandelion Dream-

I stand close with a fistful of flowers
My tiny bouquet made of dandelion dreams 
They fade with one gush from the wind
I stand close with a fistful of flowers
Holding on tight to jagged leaves 
Sprinkles of sand fall over my needs
I stand close with a fistful of flowers
My tiny bouquet made of dandelion dreams 

~SKAT~


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The Evening's Come

The evening’s come. Now close your eyes, And gently drift into the night. Release your soul from earthly ties; The evening’s come. Now close your eyes. Move on beyond the star-laced skies Until you find the Greater Light. The evening’s come. Now close your eyes, And gently drift into the night.
*See "About Poem" (Inspired by the movie, "Evening") For Brian Strand's Contest: SIX TO SIXTEEN any form ,any theme ,max of 16 lines Poetry Contest


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Pink Joy

For Baby Ezzelle

Take a peek at Ezzelle, and you will know the color of Royal’s greatest new joy. Under pink blankets two rosy cheeks show. Take a peek at Ezzelle, and you will know! There’s just one color with such a sweet glow; such a cute pink mouth - not that of a boy! Take a peek at Ezzelle, and you will know the color of Royal’s greatest new joy.


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A Tear

A tear was rolling down Melinda's cheek.
She simply stood and did not wipe it off.
She stared right at us, but she did not speak.
A tear was rolling down Melinda's cheek.
Dressed always shabbily was she, and meek,
the one at whom the children loved to scoff.
A tear was rolling down Melinda's cheek.
She simply stood and did not wipe it off.


For Brian Strand's Contest:
A 1 to 8 Line Poem, any form. . . .


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