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ANIMA by Dutta, Anisha
Love Turns The World Around by Haight, Sandra
The Fading Light-Anima by Inman, James
Yours by Rose, Mystic
Unending Loneliness by Negron, Nayda Ivette
Beauty As A Mirror by Negron, Nayda Ivette
Third Eye Vision by Negron, Nayda Ivette
A castle on a hill by S , Kit
Beauty and Diversity by S , Kit
I'm Pausitive by Tyler, Ryan

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Angels and demons

Life is a war between good and evil The devil will try to seduce you dispatching demons to haunt you Plague you with evil spirits The voices will increase Escalating pain As Lucifer summons you back to hell But angels hear your cry They will guard you Protect you from harm Wrap their wings around you Angels are invincible Unlike demons who are fragile God will always shelter you from harm Angels will always destroy the demons Silent One 23 September 2015

Copyright © Silent One | Year Posted 2015


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SUNRISE

Bright Sunshine Dawn to dusk Colours our world With a golden glow Without sun we would die Nature basks in its glory Scintillating sunlight for life 1st April 2015

Copyright © JAN ALLISON | Year Posted 2015


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Response of A Harried Housewife To Her Spouse

“The children are always interrupting. You never have time for me,” her husband whined as he dropped his dirty clothes right there on the floor by the bed. Trying not to roll her eyes, she gave this quick response to her disgruntled spouse: “The kids, chores and mishaps have me spinning, and you tell me you feel rejected. To have a blissful home takes two. Consideration is key. I’m also missing you! To be successful in our bed, take time OUT of it. . . for ME!” A Double Etheree written May 27, 2012 for David Williams' The Three H's Poetry Contest

Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2012


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At Spring Equinox

At winter’s departure - though I feel glad - I must remember that like human beings, Mother Nature needs a rest from her growing season; she will reawaken at spring equinox, shaking off her pretty white lace blanket. For the vernal season, Mother Nature dons her most beautiful green dresses. From month to month I see her change adornments - in March subtle; In April and May, though, she’s her fanciest as colorful buds peek out from her gown! March 29, 2016 for the Celebration Contest of Shadow Hamilton

Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2016


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Afterglow

Sun Be Gone Let my face befriend darkness so he may not seek these lips of mine that plead that beg , needy for his kiss nor feel my aching for his touch So he may not look me in the eyes and find there the afterglow of his love.

Copyright © Charmaine Chircop | Year Posted 2016


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Touch Me, Dream Weaver

.
..
...
Dream
Weaver,
Where are you?
Caress my hair,
drift through my mind's eye...
Let your fingers dig deep,
unearth the day's toils, plant seeds
that give birth to joyful tendrils
Use these, weave me rivered reveries...
Stay by my side 'til Sun kisses my cheeks


                                                 Blanket me in your kaleidoscope warmth
                                                     let silken threads of dreams tickle me,
                                                           so smiles meet my lips as I sleep
                                                                     Unravel my wrinkled mind,
                                                                 smoothen it, breathe new life
                                                                           with your magic touch
                                                                                    Let me feel you,
                                                                                     Dream Weaver
                                                                                                     Visit
                                                                                                       me...
                                                                                                             ..
                                                                                                              .






Date posted: April 25, 2011  6:40am

Copyright © binibining P.iNk | Year Posted 2011


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BROKEN FLOWERS

No
need for
red roses
Broken flowers
in a child’s small hand
They make me understand
that beauty is found within
the dirt and grass and broken stems
Who needs florists’ bouquets when this child
loved me enough to pick broken flowers


Copyright © Monterey Sirak | Year Posted 2013


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Connie Marcum Wong

Her poetry springs from inspiration. Her service merits admiration. She sees the hue of souls and hearts, speaks with hands, knows magic arts, loves the sea, rides the skies; Easily she cries! A lovely dame, and Connie is her name.

Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2015


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I, Woman - Anima

I, woman, love life, so I celebrate every little joy whether spent with my friends, family, or just myself! I follow the Golden Rule, for kindness guides me; also I’ve learned that smiling is the universal language!

Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2015


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A Home With Two Cats

These are two etherees that will be put together side by side to form ONE complete poem having 11 syllables per line, so I thought i would show how it is done. It's like fitting two puzzle pieces together to form the poem for the contest at the bottom!

(Etheree #1)
Two
cats now
occupy 
a space that is
my home, their kingdom,
with beds to hide beneath,
and with closets, stairs and chairs
small pets like to explore and where
comfy, side by side, they doze.  Two cats,
now a part of me, show me daily. . .  love

(etheree #2)
Cute new friends, no longer foes, but sister
companions, share common spaces and
a place even more important:
the heart I give, along with
the place they frolic in,
with sofas they climb
and desktops where
they perch.  Here
my joy
lives.

(I have put the lines of the top etheree in parentheses so you can see how neatly they fit together with the reverse etheree #2)

A Home with Two Cats

(Two) cute new friends, no longer foes, but sister
(cats now) companions, share common spaces and 
(occupy) a place even more important:
(a space that is) the heart I give, along with
(my home, their kingdom), the place they frolic in,
(with beds to hide beneath), with sofas they climb
(and with closets, stairs and chairs) and desktops where
(small pets like to explore and where) they perch. Here 
(comfy, side by side, they doze.  Two cats,) my joy
(now a part of me, show me daily. . .  love) lives.


Hope I explained it so it was understood how I did it!!
For the Pet Contest of Francine Roberts

Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2015


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Tomorrow's Grace

When children are taught never to forget conflicts’ lessons, to love all humans, to honor those through history who, selfless, wrought liberty. . . Then will spangled dreams of world peace be fulfilled as God imparts tomorrow’s grace on all. Written on an Independence Day, maybe in 2004 when my husband was involved with a biker group, and it was so boring to me, i just sat by a tent and wrote this poem. For the Didactic poetry contest of Regina Riddle

Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2012


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Oblivion

He lies on a small bed. There are no friends. Nor is there a spouse with him in his last hours. All those he loved have passed on. Terror grips him; it’s all he knows. He starts to choke; a nurse comes running. Oblivion is swallowing him whole. Written 12/9/2015

Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2015


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Warmth

Sun
kiss me
your sweet rays
let your warm breath
touched upon my face 
bathe me with your radiance
and witness as a smile blooms
from my eyes that glow in surprise
to my full lips longing to be sealed
by an endearing and passionate kiss!

Copyright © Teresita Cailo | Year Posted 2008


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PUMPKIN PIE ETHEREE - OCTOBER CONTEST

Mum’s
Baking
Pumpkin pie.
Light crisp pastry
Silky smooth topping
Adorned with pastry leaves
Topped with swirls of white whipped cream.
I start drooling; it’s so tempting
Our spoons are poised ready to tuck in  
Oh how I adore autumn harvest time!

For love of October Contest
Sponsor – Andrea Dietrich
09~23~15

Copyright © JAN ALLISON | Year Posted 2015


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HEAR THOSE BELLS (Etheree and Tanka combined)

HEAR THOSE BELLS (Etheree and Tanka combined)

hear?
those bells
wedding bells
one plus one    two
it is a magic time
when promises are made
a lifetime commitment     two
at the time so easy to do
but  there will surely be many trials
two souls in a give-and-take arrangement

many couples fail
fail to give each other space
space to know themselves
and those who weather the storms
owe thanks to god’s bright angel’s

Copyright © daver austin | Year Posted 2010


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Entwined

Born conjoined at the head Siamese twins doctors said they'd die but, still survive today Krista is tall and robust Tatania's heart works harder supplies vital blood to Krista's brain Two hearts and brains working as one to live Nine years old, no chance of separation both sisters are full of fun and joy Interconnected nerve system they feel the same sensations happiness and sorrow In adversity they smile with glee playing like normal kids
Entwined contest by Broken Wings 10 February 2016 Syllables checked on: ww.howmanysyllables.com The poetry form, Etheree, consists of 10 lines of 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10 syllables. Etheree can also be reversed and written 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1. Reversed Etheree: 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 Double Etheree: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 10, 9, 8, 7, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1

Copyright © Silent One | Year Posted 2016


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Old Age is a Buzz Kill- Two Lenses

How I loved summer fairs - the cool night wind in my hair as I twirled on the tilt-a-whirl or climbing into sky. . . then descending at lightening speed, stomach leaping at the thrill of it; I was buzzed, wishing it would never end. My fifty-ninth birthday at the state fair, I sampled again the drug I craved when I bought two tickets for rides. But my pleasure was short-lived. By the second ride and feeling nauseous, I had to accept I’d taken my last ride. Written 2/25 For the Two Lenses Poetry Contest of Sara Kendrick

Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2016


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Poems As Butterflies

There
is a 
beauty in 
lucidity
when images are
wondrously concrete. . . a
butterfly’s opalescent
wings unfolded on a shiny 
leaf - not flitting about . . .  Poems that
don’t elude, the ones I choose to peruse.


Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2010


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Life According to Andrea

The Life Savor (my favored title!) Life is to be enjoyed. Yes, we must work, but we can strive for jobs that will fulfill us. We have obligations, but sacrifice should not consume us. We must find balance in all we do. Give of yourself but pamper yourself too! They say it’s good to dream big, but be real. Develop your God-given talents, but let go of too lofty dreams if they only bring you stress. It behooves not just you, but your loved ones too when you feel good, so learn to savor life! Written Oct. 29, 2015

Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2015


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I need a poetess

I need a poetess with passionate pens
To write me real and romantic rhymes
I need a sweet, super souper;
To write lovely lyrics
And make my heart happy
Every day and night
We’ll be lively;
Please will you
Be the
One!

Copyright © Adeleke Adeite | Year Posted 2010


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Dusk from Dawn from Dusk

                                                                                                             Dusk
                                                                                                     from Dawn,
                                                                                                 the sun blinks
                                                                                            as clouds whisper
                                                                                            soft hues of color,
                                                                                   kissing the dark sky with
                                                                                 ever changing silhouettes 
                                                                          purple, yellow and red shadows
                                                                distant in blue skies kissed by gold lips,
Dawn from Dusk, the circle of life remains
distant in blue skies kissed by gold lips, purple, yellow and red shadows ever changing silhouettes kissing the dark sky with soft hues of color, as clouds whisper the sun blinks from Dawn, Dusk 08/23/15

Copyright © James Inman | Year Posted 2015


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WALTZ OF THE FLOWERS

WALTZ OF THE FLOWERS

two
music
and dancers
blend equally
together toeing
whirling magically
at the very feet of soul
tschaikowsky’s ballet nutcracker
manages to touch both young and old
never was there a finer waltz composed
corps de ballet’s women all dressed in white
music of the waltz bright with color
red, green, gold and silver dominate
those sweeping, sweet violins
oboes add a gray touch
and the gold of brass
gives such grandeur
transported
the word
grace

Dave Austin


Copyright © daver austin | Year Posted 2015


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Love Turns The World Around

Love Turns The World Around Love, our most precious gift, helps our world turn with stronger heartbeats. Reach out to help dear friends; stretch arms to embrace loved ones. Greet strangers with that happy smile; branch out to spend time with the lonesome. Our love...the strength that turns the world around. Our love...the strength that turns the world around. But earth's heart and soul need our love too. Planet earth maintains nature's rules: must spend her gifts cautiously, safeguard her atmosphere, save cherished water. She requires care to move on. Grant her Love. May 2, 2016 Contest: Love Turns The World Around Sponsor: Nadya Evette Negron

Copyright © Sandra Haight | Year Posted 2016


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Cash Gone in Tax

Cash
Slashed by
Uncle Sam
Hard earned wages
Burned as income tax
Cash gone like blowing wind
Tax is not like sweet vermouth
This is just like pulling hen’s tooth
Tax going up, paycheck going down
Tax man leave us alone—we need a break!

~~~~~~~~~~~***~~~~~~~~~~~

Won Honorable Mention
Etheree Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Andrea Dietirch
June 20, 2010

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Copyright © Joseph Spence Sr | Year Posted 2010


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Touch Me - Dusk

warmth
 
fading
 
at sunset
 
cooler breezes
 
evoke slight goose bumps
 
or perhaps they are caused
 
by the spectral reflection
 
of sky colors kissing the sea
 
overwhelmed by many sensations
 
dusk evolves slowly in the April sky
 
I shiver, knowing Holy Saturday
 
pulls curtains of anguish to a close
 
remaining awake to see dawn
 
tapping Resurrection’s hope
 
wrapping my weary heart
 
sensing salvation
 
as Christ rises
 
Easter morn
 
love brings
 
joy
 
 
*For Nette's first contest theme “Dusk” and “Touch”
4/25/2011
by Carolyn Devonshire

Copyright © Carolyn Devonshire | Year Posted 2011