Best Bedecks Poems

Soft, pastel-pink, aqua, sepia
Turning sharp, gold, striking
The sky is a willing canvas
Waiting to be kissed
By the palette of colours
Multi-shaded layers dapple the heavens
The pace of life is set to slow
Announced by the sleepy, restful sun
Her dying rays cast playful shadows
Open to interpretation!
Liquid gold outlines the...

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It is the cold of winter blue
Ice wraps the edges of the night
A crown of stars bedecks the sky
Like twinkling diamonds bright

Morning breaks with slow footsteps
Still the heavens shine with light
But soon they fade into the day
A diamond's remnants now out of sight.....


Barbara Gorelick...

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High above the prairie grass and buds
I saunter to meet the close of day... 
Nightingales echo their welcome song 
As brocade of Summer's finery
Bedecks the canyons with moonstone hues.
My gaze is lost in this eve's marquee 
Of auroral light that dances bright ;
Where rocky hills...

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Bathed in nectar dew drops, now
the damsel spring stealthily 
tiptoes into the hamlet
with all its strength.

The south breeze plays
fifth symphony on tender new leaves,
flings the grey garment of fugitive winter
on the tether of time.
The red modesty of cassia flowers
lazily thrown on the elevations,
sheuli flower hides...

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Raindrops, God's tears for His creation,
When frozen, His jewels for decoration.
The hoare frost bedecks the trees,
A wonderland set in a frieze.
Driving out on  wintry nights,
Sparkling jewels caught in headlights.
A spiders web is on display,
White with frost that passed that way.
A watery sunrise fails to...

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Spring
petals
pentecost-
summer flowers
fall,
harvests-
at Christmas
winter bedecks
halls.


This week is Pentecost,the coming of the Holy Spirit with gifts,to complement each day of 
every season...

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Wintry Siberia from east to west
White snow bedecks earth’s crest
When clouds go, the sun shines bright
Won’t melt the snow, given all its might.

Date: 24.8.2014...

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The Herbalist:-

She deals with herbs,
She collects the rarest herbs,
She creates new drugs,
She burns the weeds,
She smokes weeds,
She bedecks her bun with flowers,
She allures us with bluish ferns,
She looks beautiful in each turn!!
She is the bewitching herbalist,
She lets me inhale wildflowers,
She exhales aromatic odor,
She reddens her...

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1. Aztecs-black sun. The eternity of souls.
2. Five stages of an eclipse.
3.Total eclipse-3 minutes. Deep twilight.
4. The moon has a temporary crown (corona) that celebrates its victory.
5. Viewed from predestined location
6. A fated portent by the ancients.
7. A natural phenonoma in the present.
8. Next in...

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Beneath celestial heavens do I kneel
with crystalline gaze I look above
and to eternal glory I appeal
that be not denied divinely love

As our earthly home upon its axis
how can without love ones course be true
and the life we’re given that it taxes
so the colors of our...

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Dawn breaks,
the sun awakes-
an eerie mist bedecks
the stark conifers in a light
blue shawl....

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Blackened. Charred.
Are the blossoms of autumn's acclaimed abundance
No longer dance they in vivid wonderance,
Singed by the frigid frost,
Stand they forlorn and lost.

Barren. Desolate.
Stand the trees.
Marooned in an island of dry leaves.
Wracked by glacial winds
As deep winter imprints.

A few brave bougainvillea
Struggle in straggly strands
To defy winter's...

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The crimson sun rises glaring at balmy dawn,
burns the noon time sky to ashes of spring,
spreading on the visage of slate complexion,
sky bedecks with remains of flare untrimmed.

From the hazy horizon temperate winds blow,
transmitting transient lease to buds to unfurl
petals of possession with patina of...

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Dawn breaks,
the sun awakes-
an eerie mist bedecks
the stark conifers in a light
blue shawl.

out of focus
at the edge of my gaze
bathed in sun
a sepia rose haze

the draught ends
berries rot
    beneath the
bramble

 sun setting low,
Fall in all its golden glow;
anticyclones 
    hold transient sway...

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I spit the words you made me eat, and then
they land on you as there you stand aghast –
You cringe and stare at what you said; thick phlegm
bedecks your face, a white-hot, slimy blast.

They left a taste, a bitter paste of hate
and painful anger. Tongue...

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