Best Amaranthine Poems

lightning dances~
into cosmic strips of light
illuminating moonless night
as his silhouette sails with hers
succumbing swiftly
into each other's spell
in interlude of idyllic impasse~

as they merge 
into the abyss
of amaranthine darkness~
thunder orchestrated 
a grandiose finale

7 May 2022

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Matriarch of the Serengeti
With Brontide rumbling she guides the family 
puffing dust onto dry cracked skin

Gracefully she carries herself, swaying to the music of dancing plain grasses
petrichor rising from the earth brings relief
Amaranthine beauties plod along a well worn path

Drumming out an ancient beat with...

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Therein, laying dormant,
    veils of darkly reposed
          secrecy 'neath
       foamy seascapes' 
              frenetic passages,
languishing...

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Oddly,
blue all day. 

The sun dragged like blotting brush
across the apse of Sky; dawn apsis
to dusk apsis -
not leaving ink but life.
Not leaving marks but hues.

Blue blue blue blue blues. 
The undying beauty, the 
amaranthine found now at death of blue...
the reds. The brief bold...

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You - amaranthine temptress!
Pay attention for a sec.
Let's give it a hap,
Ad-lib like vagabonds on the road,
Rambling to dusk in a single step,
Just before the first stars
Appear in our eyes,
With Jupiter for you under the Moon, or
Ganging up with me to outlaw the routine,
Fortuitously not...

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Amaranthine ...

A word that goes on ... and on

An endless maelstrom of matter, dark, seething ...

A sea of suns, heaven-ward, burning ...

Grains of sand, unique, precious ... infinite!

Countless snow crystals, drifting ... not ONE the same!

Atoms in the heart of a star - ceaseless!

Photons in...

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Amid taxing toils and ever ebbing throes, 
We totter toward the end that must come; 
Yielding all stale themes of yester-breath, 
Our face as meek as that of a dying lamb. 

Such ill-fated Odyssey kicks off with a cry
Of baffled aspects between fright and joy,...

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He kisses like dark skies
Bewitches with dark eyes
And rains down upon me
A mad, storm-born love.
In the wake of him
I am lost betwixt and between
Reality and the illusions thereof.
He shines with blood and fire
Impels me beyond desire
To a realm out of bounds of mind.
We swell and...

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Cerulean brine 
                                Setting witness as a mute
      ...

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Unwavering purple valor
Keenly aware of surrounding
Bent on hell, death before dishonor
Full on heart, strength, astounding

Men of honor these eternal,
Death the infernal obstacle
Alone in field, no burial
Fit to honor this spectacle

So honor them, they the warriors
Who give it all for the wounded
Gave it all for the...

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In the Amaranthine Era

By J. Philip Harris

Of all the echoes that I remember
All the smallish voices that still linger
The precious moments missed which fell through the cracks
like flaking brittle embers 
Short lived and long forgotten
Of all the echoes in my box
Ones I can't seem to...

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Our love was saved by candle light,
a flicker of that never ending flame.
We kissed heaven like a bird in flight,
even in our sleep we dream the same. 

A balcony scene is where you belong,
like Juliet beneath the lucent moon.
And I, your Romeo, to sing your...

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