Best Blazoned Poems

Soon after the sky had shed her liquid sorrow
When dark clouds quickly vanished 
It turned immaculate, spotlessly blue.
As the cosmic hiss subsided
And the wind withdrew to its unknown hideout,
There was a hush- the hush that follows,
As the priest concludes his spirited sermon.


In that quiet, when...

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I thought the landscape burst in sudden flame
with embers wild cavorting in the glare
of dawning sun, but boundless sparks became
a throng of monarchs flitting through the air

above a field as though on charcoal ash
that gusts of wind then carry as they gyre.
From wings illumined spread...

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THE DALLAS COWBOYS

Can you not hear the rumblings of that distant herd coming,
The loud thundering of destiny’s champions crossing, the NFL
Field of dreams, beware the rampaging lightening team known
As the Dallas Cowboys, for they are the hail storms victorous
Breed, the eye of the hurricane riders,...

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Golden leaves transcend autumns harvest, contrasted by
Blazoned reds burnt offerings of summers final sacrifice to
The changing of the seasons, oh what a palette of magnificence,
Is nature set to the rheum of our universe!

In the chilling winds of falls grace, does the very breathe of
Winter chase,...

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Majestic he stands 
Head held high and proud
Until I draw near tack in hand
His mussel to my chest he bows

Our eyes fixed
With deepest affection
Respect from me
From him acceptance 

His nostrils flair 
He inhales my scent
A bond beyond fences
A mutual consent

About horse and rider 
How can...

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Look at this poppy-seed bread:
Black stars in a white sky,
Outside, an aloe plant rustles in the wind,
As out of place as dead people whispering.
I am not planning to die, however
Will they write my autobiography,
Listening to Fall Out Boy's 'Centuries'
Remember me...
For small recollections
Of a day-time moon,
This...

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I still remember that old barn so red; a center point of my youth;
Pickle barrels in the cellar; cows on the ground floor and hay stored in the loft.

I rode the John Deere a thousand times in and out of her wide, always opened doors;
Plowing...

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Everyone harbors a tattered fleet of bygones in dock
Old scores and sores of direct hits we've sustained
In past long gone battles and tussles, well past o'clock
But held as bygone mementos, your slate unclean and stained.

Forgiveness should not forget, but should move on.
Let sleeping dogs lie,...

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Once more we have a blazoned trail to muse                                    ...

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twilight’s serenade
finding ears on heaven’s face…
blazoned by wishes


non traditional haiku...

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Orange fire-blazoned indigo sky
crackling the night’s desperate cry,
leaving the hot wind’s breath pursy.
Oh my sweet Lord, please have mercy.

Rising flames painted the dawn’s light,
no oasis, no ease in sight,
leaving the barren earth thirsty.
Oh my sweet Lord, please have mercy

Night fell with enflamed full moon.
Both flora...

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From afar a mist like  
Folded hand encircles 
The naked atmosphere
Like a drop of oil in water
Spreads,like cancer 
Hides in oblivion and
Manifests unannounced
Wrecking havocs 
To seeds of mother earth,
Like blanket bath
Covers the fleeing legs.
Like blazing furnace 
Scorched the souls.
Like a game ace,
Invincible it remains.
With...

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There stood a castle on the summit of a hill
Now fallen to decay, hidden among bushes wild
It perched like an eagle’s nest on the steep hill
It was owned by a Lord, gentle and mild

Blessed with a daughter, cute and sweet
He brought her up with such...

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She blazoned in profusion
sour braids stained
by years of catastrophe
macabre salutations evolve
become libidinous farewells
upon the handsome black boughs
lie wicked forewarnings
sheathed within
pseudo-identification...

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Skies vibrate with strange  cloud formations,
To the calamitous thunder of the v-twins powered best.
The trees give up their last held golden jewels,
As they awaIt their oncoming, slow winters rest.

The motors wind, and so does the road
Twisting past stones as the placid pools run. 
They shimmer with...

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