Spandex sparkle galaxy glints
Gem array curves across cleavage
Spotlight follows her steps, precision
T - bar sandals pace perfect time
Relentless rhythm zephyre smooth spin
Turns spectrum splatter into unicorn sanctum
Tutu weightless wings ascend interstellar
Arched neck occasions o'clock twelve
Glimmering tights spiral twist, turn, glide
Movement minutely tuned, heels oiled
Ice sprinkled sprocket tight torso
Ropes in Rolex iconic admiring audience
Blink brief ballroom blitz, glamour's dazzle
Segues to monotone of marriage, aplomb
Poised final flourish encompasses a partner
Aisle Individual Ability intersects Alter Together
Desirable diamonds shimmer for minutes
Cumberbund clock pendulum pushes chariot
20th May 2022
Written for Contest: A Diamond Of Time
Sponsor: Julia Ward
Categories:
bedazzled, anniversary, dance, journey, marriage,
Form: Free verse
Her trap was laid
Rubies and jade
Faint scent of perfume
~ Bejeweled switchblade
Categories:
bedazzled, desire, evil, woman,
Form: Rubai
Bright as the streetlight bedazzled my right gaze upon dimensions of dim scattered stars,
Dim as they came and sought to attract any interest would arise upon a visionary sight,
I included by a dazzling illusion of such a sight by this coming nightfall, so call it,
If my eyes were to betray such captivating beauty of a magicians
work, my night would be starless and an unfortunate dream,
The streetlight tries to blind my other gaze as I'm bedazzled, beneath the dim stars inhaling and exhausted yet exhaling as beauty crosses my yet,
Continuously I evade intellectual on a distinct significance for tonight as an illusionist would have
Categories:
bedazzled, beauty, for her, for
Form: I do not know?
I will turn back the pages of my life,
to my days of coloring with crayons bright;
when they were flat I sharpened them with a knife,
I had all the shades from big dip ruby to white.
I loved all the purples, mauve and pink,
when they would shrink- into a box they went;
and mom would in time melt them down in a wink,
we soon found out it was important to vent.
New crayons and sometimes candles we made,
that was our way of recycling in my day;
the bright colors in my memory will never fade,
but as I grew up with crayons I could not stay.
Oh, Caribbean green, and wild blue yonder,
cranberry crush, mellow yellow and cherry red;
into a new bedazzled world I did wander,
for me all those crayons were now totally dead.
At the library we recycled the used ones,
there was a box at school to put the markers in;
we would save them up until we had tons,
then with a new bin we would begin.
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September 17, 2018
Poetry/Rhyme/Bedazzled Memories
Copyright Protected, ID 18-1062-089-01
All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym.
Categories:
bedazzled, memory,
Form: Rhyme
Bedazzled in a opaque beauty, trapped deep within the colossal caverns of
senseless agony.
Lie await the nefarious to bestow, conjuring assailing flames.
The hindered habituated set free above all inversely to conquer, retake reality
Categories:
bedazzled, introspection, love, philosophy
Form: I do not know?