Best Artistry Poems

In the distance of her dreams,
she whispers for her beloved.

Her yearnings speak to him like poetry,
he has not engraved before,
as he hungers for her to caress him,
like sapphire seas kissing golden sands.

In the artistry of imagination,
in the absence of judgement,
in the naivety of their hearts

enamored eyes reflect like gems
in euphoric enchantment,
enticing their minds to meander, 
momentarily...

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Blood that screams mixes with tears of fears,
Over your hypocrisy and useless years.
Fresh cuts don't matter - your attentions yet wane.
It's just too easy to shut down, I could end this pain.

But, escape artists aren't artists at all.

When life ends the real journey begins, the journey to be
Above imperfection and glorified weakness everyone sees.
Life trickles...

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Transform me...

weave me slowly
into the silky essence
of ecstasy ~

spellbinding are your stirring threads
of silver and gold -
rich is your tapestry of tender tendrils --

and sacred is the union
of our
tantra breaths


Susan Ashley
July 6, 2018


*Tantra; Sanskrit: literally “loom, weave, system” - Wikipedia.
Tantra represents weaving strands into a unified whole; leaving this piece open to different interpretations of...

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You ask if I could drive us to the park
where no impediments of man distract.
Fierce gold and dusky pink as sky grows dark -
we witness yet another glorious act.
Creation draws our eyes to skies above -
the artistry and grandeur of the Lord.
The cosmos demonstrates the Father’s love;
a missing soul-piece wondrously restored.
Thou morning sun, ye stars...

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The art
of crafting
poetry is
deciding which words to
leave out

[Cinqku]

Written 26 April 2020...

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I’ll paint you with words
I'll sketch you in sentences
They will read our love...

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 Everybody cooks at their own time and temperature.
Your journey is for you, mine, uniquely, for me.
We are not 'sameness-evolved' meant to be.
We all grow our spirits separately,
so, too, our emotions and philosophies.
Uniqueness serves our soul’s artistry.
Some of us are new souls, others advanced.
Earth-mingling our unique is not circumstance.

If manifesting divine potential were a tangible,
it...

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Six days of work for the Master Artist,
creating a universe, bestowing life.
After looking back on His outline,
God colored emotions for Adam and his wife. 

Between His sketches of sea and sky,
Blue hues He chose, endowing serenity.
He awakened nature’s forests with strokes of green,
employing earth tones to convey humility.

Red and yellow flowers He painted to bring...

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November Artistry

Beneath the artist sculptor’s hand
November shapes a changing strand
Hidden beauty seen in the trees
Now revealed through fallen leaves
Twisted branches reach up so high
Artwork thrust in autumnal skies.

Sunshine hues glow in colors grand 
And paint each limb in ochre sand
Moonlit boughs shaded and set free –
In crystal frost celebrity –
Alpenglow- mauve shadows’ soft sighs -
Icy...

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The leaves have fallen Love
And touched the ground
With such billowing softness 
From high they fall and utter no sound
A perfect picture to welcome 
The crystal flakes of white snow
Soon to arrive on the hardened back
Of that which the north wind blows
And you my love are nestled
Snug in your grave
Oblivious to changes
That nature has made
The bear...

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Bouquets
Rosebud verse
Tulip stanzas
Wrapped in ribbons of rhyme
For you...

4/22/20

For "Poetry, Poetry" contest
Sponsor: Charles Messina

Shared 1st Place...

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Lupine eyes shone coal
Untamed fleece ghastly disguise
A pure soul I've seen
Nimkee, enchanted by you-
Raw beauty birthed by nature.


For the A Memory Of Beauty contest by Rick Parise

*Nimkee is an amazing wolf I've the
pleasure to meet a few times....

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Artist brush, love filled
Rendering her enchantment
His love on canvas...

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My trade is printing
commercial web-press printing
Printing is an art

A difficult art
It takes an age of learning
to master this form

Printers are painters
yet we do not use brushes
We paint with machines

And do not use paint
but ink to produce precise
graphic images

We follow Franklin
who wrote a poem for us
(His proud Epitaph)


I refer here to older web printing presses which...

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I say, this is for a delightful poetic playground of golden words I did receive
Transcendency is the pursuant goal for you and I to ascend to and achieve

The colorful use of lofty words that were chosen by high decrees
Then the words to be transcribe on translucent paper for all to see

For, to speak to; to...

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