Best Bathed Poems

 

Winter breath is its sequel
As pallid teardrops emulsify
Clearly, into ponds of dawn shining gleam
A dawn bird breaks the silence
Amid buzzing melodies
Fully flowing faith in feeler flowers.

Nature's warmth brings hues to life
Mixing shades for a kaleidoscope, 
ecstatic waltz,
luxuriant buds, luscious and enriched,
Sweet, perfumed threads of envy,
Softly...

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He took advantage of her virtuous love
and blindly forced himself against her will.
With tearful eyes she pleaded, but in vain;
engulfed by waves of lust he had his fill.
The screams were silenced; help was out of reach.
Her body lay abandoned on the beach. 

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Bathed in the moonlight

Enchanted night bore the stars,

Till dawn lived magic!








©  Demetrios Trifiatis 
     07 December 2019...

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I am a dog of Caanan. Protector of Israels settlements,
and scavenger of the deserts. Cowed in movement and
strangled with inhuman voice, I feed upon the waste
of the crowds that gather about your lingering soul

Traipsing around the anguish of the Golgotha crucified, I 
smell their departing...

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From the pages
of God's holy Book
flow words
bathed in love.
Dripping with compassion,
infused by heavenly wisdom,
yet armed with
the sting of conviction.
"For God so loved..."
"He gave..."
"Repent" and
"Sin no more..."
Conviction tempered by
Love
God's redeeming love
available to all.


3/30/17
For Brian Strand's All Yours contest...

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swans
wiggle
on ponds blue
tracing deep curves
like silken maidens
figure skating
life’s new maze
bathed in 
hope



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Bathed in the moonlight I am only part of its light 
swimming in thoughts I can look like such a fright 


October 15, 2021

Sponsor	L MILTON HANKINS
Contest Name	YOUR BEST RHYMING COUPLET #3...

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I had the joy to watch Cat Woman bathe
Oh my! I found it so hard to behave
With her watching kitties
Pouring milk on her titties
I'm a man, I'm human, I crave









http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/humour-6.php...

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Mist washed across my lids in sleep
cleansing drizzle on my face, I woke
bathed in the glow of dawn's first light
I welcomed the soft kiss of morning

I searched the sky, discovering the sun
framed by trees, winking behind clouds
gentle rain had created a prism of colors
glistening diamonds...

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Arriving home from work
Hearing soft music play
Dimmed lights all around
Scented candle bouquet

Trails of rose petals
Pinks and reds
In sparodic lay
On our bed, spread

I hear humming
Amidst water splashing
I look and view
Tanned skin flashing

Blond hair in soak
As her body gleams
My mind in roam
With instant dreams

She beckons me over
By...

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IN YOUR SUNSHINE I BATHED 


Coming out of the shadows of doubt  
I bathed myself in the sunshine of your credence
And rinsing my uneasiness with your calming reassurance,
Cleansed thus, whole I became once more-
A newly born heart- ready to love
Again! 
	

© Demetrios Trifiatis
19 SEPTEMBER...

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Caution taken (lathering
     exposed epidermis with sun screen)
     against harmful innocuous
     rich (Times New Roman)

     12 font ask tick sun yet sen sate)
     refulgent radiant...

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Once bathed into the sacred light

To the planes of life the souls return

For the detrimental Evil to fight,

The holy laws of the Lord to discern!




(C) Demetrios Trifiatis
    11 August 2015...

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Having bathed, we wait 
until the sun has fled the sky,
Before we dry and dress 
to take the street.
With one last blush of light 
upon the twilight wind,
we fade into the darkness of the trees.
our path is like a wire we must walk, 
like artists...

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(a poem in several Haiku and Senryu stanzas)

The molten gold sun
on cerulean canvas
breeze borne cirrus clouds

flawless days stretching
like sun-kissed bodies - crisp white
linen cabanas

lips roughly sore from
innumerable kisses
we shimmer white hot.

Lulling rhythmic waves -
heavens extravagant taste
- on leisure sculpt days

masterpiece pleasures,
love’s instigative brushstrokes,
paint compelling joy
.
.
songs...

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