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I don't want your fingerprints ...
(Work in progress)
(Sorry for the inconvenience)
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 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
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.
thick blanket of snow
snuggling the flowerbeds
with a winter wrap
6th October 2014
~awarded 4th place in Charlotte Puddifoot's contest~
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
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Letting go of all the space in between
A theme, that use to be
Long gone before I woke
Sadly Today's my birthday
So here I am singing a song
Happy Birthday to myself
Two peas in a pod
One still on Earth, One with God
Inspired By Nathan Leccese"s Contest "Two Peas In A Pod"
your golden trumpet fanfares
the dawning of spring
Contest: Creative Haiku
Sponsor: Charlotte Puddifoot
~awarded 1st place ~
~awarded 3rd place in under 12 lines contest~
The pathway I will lay for you
with seeds that I will scatter round
will soon have blooms come into view
so you can tread on fragrant ground
and feel your spirit fill with song
when we can meet among the blue
of blooms that will have sprung along
the pathway I will lay for you!
for the 8 Lines 7 Words Enjambment Poetry Contest of Rick Parise
the rapid beating
of a giving heart sublime
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
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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.
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~*~ Summer to Autumn ~*~
Expresses blooms of beauty,
~ primary pastels ~
whilst impending changes loom
~*~ Water colours in the rain ~*~
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
A mong the ash, the beech, the birch they fall,
U nder the boles of white, beige and gray,
T hickening piles, a golden cabal;
U nvarnished leaves all in disarray.
M audlin, they lack the rouge kissed spark of red
N earby, oaks brown, await the children's tread.
* an acrostic done as an English Sestet
C ome to the
O f my
M eandering silently
Y earning for release
A s my love flows by
R ushing through the flood-gates
T o your heart.
Your love touched me. . .
As a butterfly softly alights on a flower.
I didn't notice until you flew away.
*Note: This poem is about not realizing you love someone until it is too late.
Thank you for suggesting I put this under "light poetry" Doris.