Best Cotta Poems

A Chicago Pearl

She put her dreams on hold but carries them up proudly
as she serves breakfast, lunch, and dinner, six days a week
to make ends...

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Could it be love when shadows overlap
Their beings blending, doubling to dark
Embracing tiled or terra cotta floor
Sliding silently as silhouettes of shame
Clinging to the still...

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Examine your surroundings,
 most importantly their hue,
 for I recall a day when setting sun 
hung in the fire of a neon sky
 and blazed...

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The young men sat, planted under the overhang
like the pansies and geraniums that surrounded them in boxes,
as the rain pelted the terra-cotta terrace.

The mountain air...

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Chartreuse moss insinuates itself
into cracked brick as leprous eucalyptus
line the path, fallen leaves contorted 
into coral spines on weathered terra cotta.

Traveling between the trees I...

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Let the paper be a canvas and the pen, a brush
The words fill  the mind like a young girl’s blush
Every color on the palette...

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Terra cotta, craggy rocks
Scattered boulders, building blocks
In shades of sienna, ochre, buff
To form this high and hilly bluff
With sunlit ledges thin and wide
Place for hyraxes...

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Whittchurch picnic, favorite days with my relatives,
Many years ago, a beautiful picnic by the lake.

We had a nice picnic table by the lake,
Our brother Tom...

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Jam roly poly, treacle sponge
And sticky toffee pudding head the top of my list
But apple pie, rhubarb crumble
Or a decent cheesecake are hard to resist

Banana...

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clouds apple painted
a ripe orchard for angels
celestial harvest

terra cotta reds
smoky haze of forests' fires
October skies blush

pine spires prick the clouds
skies bleeding down in beauty
sunsets of...

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Santa Monica Pier

I remember watching 
the ocean roll on the shore,
wave after wave, 
crashing down on the solid sand
and I idly staring back
wondering if the...

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A terracotta cage
Holding in my roots.
Creeping little tendrils,
Trying to get lose.
Oh there is water 
And there’s dirt.
There is light to help me
Grow.
But someday, yes someday.
You...

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the soft yellow streaked the terra cotta,
shadowing the speckled sallow saffron 
a bluish buff upon the cochineal;
brilliant boneblack
grizzled the engrain
citrine carnation
as
the fallow flaxen,rustic rubrical
rainbow-tinted 
the...

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Flickering flames glow from a fire,
the Monarch butterfly,
a juicy burst of citrus fruit,
a slice of pumpkin pie.

The California poppy,
a goldfish swimming round,
lava rock, a hearty...

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Hands move hastily, yet gentle
Perfecting the design
With creative fingers, sensitive
To the clay, the substance
That will be brought to life
With the subtle hints of wonder

Hands shift...

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