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I don't want your fingerprints ...
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Pink and perfect mystery
to which I ply my finger,
she ripens so exquisitely
the longer that I linger
and fluff the modest blossom
with my gentle loving hand,
teasing, ever pleasing
so that now I understand
how beautiful the flower
that yields without duress,
blooming now so fully
in the warmth of my caress.
A new borns cry
Tearful last good bye
Swaying waves of golden prairie grass
Shifting desert dunes - an hour glass
An acorn dropping among forest leaves
To mighty oak - a lifetime of dreams
The changing moon - to full again
Each morn' the sun - new skies begin
Eagles soar high - our hearts go there
These ripples in time - we all share
I often scribble in the sand
The words I find so hard to say
And hope the wind will come along
And blow them all your way.
Author: Paul Callus
Contest: Five Lines or Less
Sponsor: Black Eyed Susan
A fragile winter butterfly
Flutters from the sky
So soft and yet her heart
Is cold and made of ice
But if I warm it
She will melt and die
Author: Elaine George
Your beauty deep inside
Behind those bedroom eyes
Most men will fail to find
With you only as a prize
I can see it clear as day
Shining from your soul
Hiding from the prey
It truly makes you whole
So wipe away your tears
Set your beauty free
Leave behind your fears
Come walk away with me
erased for publishing
Two peas in a pod
One still on Earth, One with God
Inspired By Nathan Leccese"s Contest "Two Peas In A Pod"
Autumn brushes her hair slowly
Letting the glorious colors
flow gently to the earth below.
Showing off vibrant colors
in contrast to summer's green dress.
Out doing the starkness,
of winter's white coat.
Autumn compares the mutable
shades of spring to her fall
Giving a sigh ,end of another season.
She packs her brush
as frost touches her tips.
liquid little stones
skipping and skittering free
on shared umbrellas
A love that lasts a summer,
A song that last forever,
A cry that will end in a short while,
And yet the morning stays in denial.
Iraq is civilization's cradle -
a casket is being built
with the cradle's worn planks.
August 7th, 2014
Sudden summer rain
soaks the garden before dusk—
Cat licks early stars
"Marriage after Sunrise"
sunset drunken light
on lavender glass of wine
a long lost tear falls
converts into sleeping pills
dismiss the rain again
"Divorce before Sunset"
spring wakens my tree -
a bejeweled perfumed bride. . . .
love birds make their nest
summer’s yellowed lawn
beneath my tree’s sombrero. . . .
grass breathes sweet relief
fall’s quick change artist -
from green to gold to crimson. . . .
disrobed, my tree naps
For PD's All About Trees (old/new) poem Poetry contest
Enraptured - swept into the pools of your soul.
Your depths lure me deeper ... until I am blissfully lost.
Enticed and entranced, I surrender to you;
Slowly slipping into scintillating shivers.
Soft wind music plays
0n last harp strings of sun rays
Clouds waltz in the sky
What the Quack!
I dont want my poems in Poem Zoo!
Gullies scar brown earth
Hurricanes bring erosion
Of both soil and lives
The saddest eyes I have ever seen, were green
Filled with broken promises and broken dreams
And looking closely in them I could see
Every horror and trauma she had ever seen
And the tortured past… that her life had been
And I cried the tears she could not cry
As she hid behind her broken eyes
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.
Be careful when going up a ladder
Be kind to those you meet
Remember,going down that ladder
the same people you will greet
Wakened, the winged and winsome wind
wandered westerly while whistling witchery.
It waltzed whimsically within woodlands -
whooshing, then whipping willows.
Worn, it waned. . . whispering wistfully.
Birds still sleep
Not a peep
Coffee in hand
Dreams are free
Thinking of you
Thinking of me
Last night's prayer
Has made it here
Rain soaked skies
Begin to clear
And what I see
On distant shore
Sweet Island girl
I long for more
Hear your heart
We are in tune
I love you so
I'm coming soon
Contest: Craig's "Lyrics Again"