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Premium Member Kissed By the Passing Breeze of Awakening
Kiss by the Passing Breeze of Awakening

Dust of divine whimsy
Flutters softly on unconscious cheeks
With ephemeral dawning
Fleeting like the flash of silver sandals
In moonlight - here then hidden -
Stepping out of the opaque
Soul stirring from oblivious daydreams
Stepping into moments of classical
 Lavender-rose moments.

The leaven of breezes...

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Categories: caches, life, senses, sleep,
Form: Verse
Dancing With the Stars
Mother Earth bearded with trees, 
Blanketed with skin of sod,
Her stony organs composed
of caves, caverns and caches, 
Banking precious minerals and gems.
Sustained by the Solar system surrounding her,
and nourished from relished rescources within.

Her ferocious fiery heart
Pumps high pressured molten blood 
Through vast veins of ledge,
Bleeding...

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Categories: caches, nature, scienceblue,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Fall Memories
Gray squirrels- 
hide caches 'til winter
memory loss--sniff

©2010 Audrey Carey...

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Categories: caches, animals, nature
Form: Haiku

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry



If
(With apologies to Rudyard Kipling!)

If you can keep your head when your computer crashes
right after a new programme, removed essential caches!
If you can smile when you lose a whole day's work
and the blue screen of death, says you're quite a jerk;
though you've slaved for hours...

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Categories: caches, computer,
Form: Narrative
Sworn To Secrecy
First day on the job,
you took an oath to only tell lies
Had to sign a non-disclosure agreement,
before you got the Company suit-and-tie
You're CIA now,
sworn to secrecy
You're in the world of espionage,
living a 007 reality
Illegal arms dealers,
Mata Hari babes
Foreign rogue generals,
dark net cyber caches
Toss in a...

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Categories: caches, hero, perspective, satire, truth,
Form: Light Verse
Too Much Is Plenty Two
Guns don't kill people,
PEOPLE kill people.
So they say.

I don't think one man could kill
59 people and wound 400+ (estimated)
if he didn't have guns.

Lot's of them.
And plenty of ammunition.

Is it perhaps time for a meaningful dialogue about
gun control?
Or do you prefer your neighborhood gunman to control...

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Categories: caches, america, anger, death, murder,
Form:



I Am Is Just the Beginning
Yesterday’s dream will soon be reduced, to only a memory of our past existences
Just as a rainbow-drawn after a storm can only tell the story of a love-note burning into ashes
Crashes from the eyelashes of a dreamer and click! Click! Here come the flashes
No cameras...

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Categories: caches, analogy, dream, life, religious,
Form: Free verse
Don'T Overlook This
6/24/17


I've been thinking of a whole lot
None of the same old thoughts 
Never has it been about any jewelery or a gold watch
And the same could be said for having my soul lost


I'm not going to ramble on
Talk about babylon
Or what happened when there was...

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Categories: caches, creation, dark, fun, poetry,
Form: Rhyme
The Trapper and the Brave, Part I
It was back in nineteen-nineteen
when Timlin Rivers checked his traps,
by one he found just a weasel skin,
did not know what to make of that.

Why would bother to raid a trap
but leave the pricey skin behind?
Who’d take a weasel for the meat
and then leave behind the...

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Categories: caches, adventure, family, friendship, grandfather,
Form: Narrative
Ultra Naive
Let fingers whisper passion in clashes,
Stroke fire and heat to enrage the flashes,
Each seductive contact with the caches,
As I torture your skin with tongue lashes.

Hyperactive silhouette's of contenders,
Loving probes matching their surrenders,
Wiggling members entertained by plunders,
Feverish minds management blunders?

Secret desires in rhymed wet modes,
Covets thirsty...

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© Jai Garg  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: caches, life
Form: Free verse
Falluja
Through the graceful cones of your loud speakers,
Prayers go out to Alla al Akhbar.
And like a flag waving in a prophetic breeze,
You are a blindfolded hostage weeping on your knees.
In your fair root neighborhood of Shudada,
Stryker vehicles crackle past your ancient walls,
As tanks smash through...

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Categories: caches, death, history, life, loss,
Form: Sonnet
Awake and Terrified
Feels right to wake up fore the sun
Make coffee.
Sit up, not stopping over in a corner
Customarily unaffordable mornings
Trapped against my own wall 

The chattering is soothing
When the back drop of the noise box
Has subsided.

My dreams I care not for
The pretty dresses or tap shoes
Just a...

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Categories: caches, dream, fear,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Spring Mischief
Spring Mischief

Lusty sunbeams twirl in tangos
Gusty clouds in wild fandangos
Rowdy windstorms dip and glide
Dowdy mornings step aside
Cloudy caches swing and sway
Dowdy drizzles sent far away
The sharp air softens then sings
A wink, a smile – mischief of spring.

4-29-22
Contest: Spring Rhyme 8-12 Lines 
Sponsor: Tania Kitchen...

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Categories: caches, spring,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Gremlins Live In My House
Gremlins live in my house and we are fine with it most days 
They bring cheer and joy to us in subtle elfish ways.
They are well hidden in woodwork crevices and caches.
But sometimes they get too mischievous and move our glasses 

Which bothers me little...

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Categories: caches, fantasy,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Canada Jays
Canada Jays

Four seasons ‘round Canada jays are found,
Perched in tree branches, safe and sound;
Resting after flying throughout the North,
In the Canadian boreal forests.
Heard and not seen unless it’s their intention,
To disturb the silence, making known their presence
By confronting intruders in the area,
With barking shrills, expressing...

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Categories: caches, bird, nature,
Form: Rhyme

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry