Best Carmine Poems

scarlet firmament 
announces sundown and rising 
of first quarter moon 















2-17-2016...

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Let me paint you like a summer’s day,
Upon luscious landscapes where lovers play…
With oils of Celestial Blue and Carmine Red,
Cherry Blossom Pink with a Saffron...

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We drifted not far from shore -
a delicate night with supple air entire,
black and white until patience sent us grays
that rocked with the boat on...

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Dazzling carmine leaves
dance like fair Geisha on a
Japanese Maple.
Shapely arms, curving branches,
bend in cadence with the wind.



~~   July 1st, 2017   ~~

*Carmine...

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A fuming, fierce and moving target
On yor species will you place yor bet!

Aiming the blade into shoulder blade or beating heart
all toreadors hope to throw...

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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...

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As the apologetic sun
melts in hibiscus vase
of pastel-peach 
horizons and peels off
those pristine pigments 
of egoistic elegance, 
sailing upon 
aquamarine foam
of vanilla waves ~
where dignity
unveils...

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“Love, is a prompt, that utterly inspires the sleepless stars above grieving grass, 
 so let the wind and waves be the music to the...

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Tangerine the scene, spilling through this green glass....

Crossing her thighs as she bathes amid love's afterglow

Dare I let Ginger go; knowing insatiable is her hunger...

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With timid steps and a trembling heart
I walked through verdant barren paths.
Toward a rusty gate it took my feet
Into a garden of roses among the...

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Tell me your reasons and I shall tell you mine; never ceasing stories, but!?

Sheltered as a child and kept from the world, to soothe anothers...

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if ever i had two hours with you… or three,
the vacancy of this quaint café and barren
shores would be refilled with the pouring
of pink- frosted...

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Autumn’s  story is full of rustic shades 
that echo  deep from  every vale and hill
of splendor and of  forest colonnades,
as one...

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My once passionate life,
Charming crayola broads.
Came to a halt,
When she was sent from God.

But heartbreak burned,
As I dripped to the floor.
I cried waxy tears,
Like never...

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