Best Contrasts Poems

The Gorse and Broom now spread a cloth of gold
Robe hillside thus in pristine Spring apparel
With garlands: snowy white, hedgerows enfold
Paired birds that now reprise their joyful carol

Would other realms then imitate this scene
As wheel of life returns the sun in faith
Casts solace to a...

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- Sunrise 

Nature's artwork painted with authentic brushes
the palette hanging on a nail at the door
The painted areas melt completely with the paper,
and become one with it
Purple: a color of prestige, nobility and majesty
A little simplified you can say
By opening yourself for the image
you get...

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Mushrooms 
and 
meadows
Sunshine 
and 
shadows

Gentle 
ripples on 
the calm 
river
Foaming 
rapids in 
white 
water
 
The jungle 
echoes in 
the semi-
darkness
while 
daylight 
creepy 
crawlies 
clear the 
mess.

Peasants 
seen 
toiling and 
pheasants 
go 
scratching
as I spy a cricket kinda' 
somersaulting

The cactus in 
imagination, the 
desert's prickly 
femmefatale
Elsewhere...

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night sky fades one star at a time ~ from horizons the giant one climbs


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Vivid contrasts emanate lively hues
from the brilliancy of colors,
to radiate skin, hair and eyes;
and these are the wishes of all lovers!


He's a handsome man in a dark suit well-pressed,
and she's a beautiful woman in a scarlet dress;
he doesn't like ladies with flashy clothes,
and she only...

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The north wind blew and we were home
in front of a roaring fire amid perfumes 
of plum puddings, pies of spicy mince,
fruit cakes, marshmallows and eggnog.
All around the warm sitting room
colorful balloons, tinsel, and ribbons
lighted our house with joy,
trees blinked their softened lights
as we munched...

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CONTRASTS

This old woman
Is in her rocker,
Looking off,
With absent expression,
With lost affections,
In the sagging mouth,
Behind the eyes.

Tired, white hands rest,
One clutching a bit of fruit.
A shawl about those fragile shoulders barely warms.

She’s in a garden – inhabiting –
Head seeming to rest on a gnarled old tree,
Flowers...

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A grain of mustard
Smaller than the eye can see,
With faith as, can move mountains.
Revered for all time,
Mighty redwood warriors grow.
Attaining great age and size.
Rabbits with great speed,
Could win a race if challenged.
Usually stop and nibble.
Slow moving turtles,
With all odds against their win,
Use that grain of...

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I awoke this morning to a landscape in black
and white, a stark mixture of shadow and light.
A visual cacophony, yet somehow harmonious-
a paradox.

Feathery frost festoons the trees, now 
standing gaunt and bare, appearing like 
black lace against a background of snow.
Absence of color, painted upon...

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Just having an opinion or two does not mean that one is opinionated.
It's true that there have been things of which we have been falsely accused;
but for me, stubbornness is not one of them.  On the other hand, there are many things that we...

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a moody spring day
the clouds cover the city
the sun keeps shining...

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Do we need all we buy
Or buy what we need
Those in need cannot afford
To be greedy

When they have mouths to feed
Babies crying
Old folks dying
Of the lack of food

All decaying
Bills need paying
The fire needs some wood
Mum is sneezing

Grandpa is wheezing
Dad is not looking good
Got no wages
It's...

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CONTRASTS
 calm elegance
     simple longings
intricacies
  in  recurring motifs
&  brief reflections
supreme concerns
& confront
our
decorative priorities
  & concerns
brilliant
  complex & multifaceted
in
unexpected purity
motivated
  then dissolved
defined & so decisive
a conformity
influential
yet ambitious
confident & long lived
wide reaching p
rogressive
a realism marked
then  depicted
prompted
as chance moments
& then
  established



THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE without grammatical symbols the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and respond thus making the form a two way interplay and often a unique interpretation by the enigma...

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Scarlet sun peeks through
a slit in darkling storm clouds.
Butterflies go home.
Sky meets sea at plum border
as pink moon trails, in order.

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Cultures may vary,
as vultures soar on high.
Deceitful ones carry
faux perceptions as they cry.

But across all these
humanity’s deep characteristics 
refuse to be as hidden fleas.
Instead with camera precision, all clicks.

One humanity woven together –
strengths, weaknesses, all bound 
with common needs and hopes, rather  
looks toward...

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