Best Sijo Poems

#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...

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How beautiful the frosty breath of winter on the land
A breath so cold ...a kiss of death...that turns Mother Earth to stone  
But with...

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When rooted promises shift through dusts of seasonal change,
from a kyanite blue breeze to whirling wisps of lilac longing.
Memories live on, as nothing of value...

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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

11-02-2015

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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...

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LSD, Ecstasy, Vicodin, Meth; I've done none of these -

not even weed!  My dealer is a muse who pushes poetry.

I get high on rhyme,...

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A little angel is born to us, a cute dainty darling.
Our first grandchild, the fruition of our dreams of a lifetime.
Sent down from heaven, a...

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When harlequin herbs bask in jeweled forests, do you hear me?
ferrying upon pearl-prayers, seeking warmth in doe's walnut eyes,
I'm the last of seven souls ~...

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As the golden threads of silver, a mother protects her child
The path they will follow together, through life they leave deep footprints
The love that is...

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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...

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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,...

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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...

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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...

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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.


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I have briefly caught sight of the other side of yesterday,
blinded by the sun, while running barefoot across a field of thorns
I'll carve a path...

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