Best Blazing Poems

A blazing fire is crackling its refrain
as I recall a love, perhaps not sane.
Beside this hearth you tenderly caressed
my body and we simmered; then we pressed
against each other.  Heat was our domain!
My heart now pulses rhythm with a rain
which beats staccato on my window...

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"Streams of Gold, Blazing Andromedas"

Engagement came at a cost
the written word read 
and worn like a purple robe 
to keep out the cold 
stave the hunger off,
feed the soul eveything,
Everything, is what it wants,
silky words like feathers
tickle the closed throat,
the lips open the kisses 
like...

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Carmine, orange, and rust paint the trees
as they drip from Jack Frost's brush
clashing with emerald green
they set treetops afire
with blazing color
a splendorous
November 
work of
art 

red
cerise
and scarlet
colored pigments
fuel vermilion flames
that scorch green canopies
crimson ashes in their wake
dabbled with scarlet and yellow
as the leaves change almost overnight...

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"...when power narrows the areas of man’s concern, 
poetry reminds him of the richness
and diversity of his existence...” 
--John F. Kennedy

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Soldiers of our armed forces,
Iraq, Afghan, Lebanon, many shores,
Light the way like liberty blazing torches

They fight heat, bugs, sand, tough faces,
urban warfare, darkness, crashed doors,...

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Our chemistry is a fire
Blazing with heat and passion
Our feelings are a never ending road
Stretched out with time to share memories

Our eyes are a sunset
Shining bright to create true love
Our lips are the chains
Locked together to seal a kiss

Our hearts are the doors
Open for new...

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Have ten minutes to kill

Just enough time to write a poem

“I'm in love with love

Hey, hey, don't shove"

There you go... 

with 9 minutes and 45 seconds to spare!



Silly?



© Jack Ellison 2014...

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A comet was once known as a blazing star.
Now she’s a wild flower in meadows afar.
Sometimes called a button snake root, a floral czar.
A brilliant center of admiration, bit of a quasar....

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Stare-well.! gazing..As emotions and souls to your Majestic fields aspire..
Temporal surrounds me, ambiguous background; below crested fallow moons.."
Amplified." Intensity' as stellar images fall silently; while cresendos of beauty abound
Innumerable shifts of light and dark in shaded displays make play! & re-plays are seen.
Roaming tails of...

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Blazing Eagles soaring across a moonless midnight sky
Black glowing talons of ember ripping dark Souls apart
Squawking, quenching thirst from the river of tears I cry
Flaming beaks devour Eternal Love from a Broken Heart

Blazing Eagles nest in the fire pit of a living Hell
With a morsel...

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Dive into poetry,
Smoking a lot less,
Less smoke,free breathing,
Less stress on my chest,

Longer life,my health,
I know its for the best,
Although stopping is so hard,
So hard to digest,

Ink versus Smoke,
An internal test,
Who will be victorious,
In my contest.........

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thousands of suns 
                                         ...

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The blazing sun
     scorches lonely daydreams—
He saunters like a penguin
    lemonades in hand. 
We two laughed until moonlight.

Copyright March 18, 2015

Written for Poetry Soup Member Contest:  TANKA 2 – 
Sponsor Andrea Dietrich

Read more at: http://www.poetrysoup.com/poetry_contests/member_contest_details.aspx?ContestID=6218...

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The ground gaped garishly, gored with ghastly gouges of glowing, gravelly gobs ...

Finally unfettered from a frigid firmament, flames flung fiery, flaring fingers 
          ferociously forward ...

The blazing bastions bent on burning the backwood bluffs bare...

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You
And Me
Harmony
Love’s symphony
Blissful ecstasy 
A never ending song
That both of us sing along
Life’s battle are gallantly won
We merge our entities into one
A fusion outshining the blazing sun.

Eileen Manassian Ghali

PS...In an Etheree, each line is built around a syllable count starting from one syllable in line...

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Dry spell

On a summer day
the wind become standstill,
my memories enmesh
in the heap of dry leaves,
faces close enough
to feel the warmth,
silence fall back-
the tiny bird disappears.

the hand reaches out
after a brief pause,
the soft touches never
travel along the trodden track,
blazing tall trees
wisely leaving
the rain drop behind,
to taunt...

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