Best Damp Poems

Across the knoll where fading starlight hangs
On graveyards damp, laying on pleated  moss
While row of angels bears the gusty winds;
As evening spreads its thin veil on the ground .
My hands begin to trace each cross on the aisle
Revealing a child’s name, young bones interred
Within...

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cool damp autumn air
contains much ragweed pollen...
surround sound effects  


Ack-chew...

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cerulean sea
washes away footprint trail
palm trees sway on breeze

A Nature Themed Haiku with Color Poetry Contest

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I never knew some girls could be so mean
and carry on like a trans high school teen.
   It sure ain’t raging hormones
   cos this coven are old crones
who crave attention and wish to be seen!

So I shall grant them that wish...

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english daisies
peek up from cold wet grass
waiting for sun to shine...

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old novel with the author you 
cant quite remember.

  we can worry about it later
 just like in the old days.


  now tealeaf stimuli is twice as light in the city.

  the somewhat unfriendly cat in the
 bookstore on the corner seems...

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silver damp moist fog
coats golden rods, green ragweed ...
oleander blooms...

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. . .  tree bark soggy

                green caterpillar inches

                    ...

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whole day's Sun's effect
                                         ...

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MUSIC  FOR  DAMP WEATHER


The outlook is for less  cloud - 
Long damp vista : quiet street
Hiss of tyres,  occasional slap of feet.
As discrete notes catch
A  melody  snatch,
Uncertain wet dark shapes  summon
Perspectives   long gone.
Now replaced with a...

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November Intrigue--Five Haikus

Moss breathes dampness, near
shifting blankets of old leaves.
Beds of lichen thrive.

Both pure and pungent,
the air is soul-enhancing,
gifting faint wood smoke.

On the forest floor,
Princess Pine grows sweetly
in pristine patches.

Old stone foundations
and a gurgling waterfall
capture heavy mist.

Dark reeds cross the marsh
to a long strand of...

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I have a frightening mental block,
Poetic reserves lost, no stock,
My mood is down and damp,
My hand has constant cramp,
Imagination not worth a dime,
Brain all mushy, turned to slime,
Fantasy faded oh dear oh dear,
Inspiration none, it’s gone I fear,
Funny, horror, politics, history or love,
Blankly, see grey...

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Raindrops on window
said the tales of rainy nights
damp pillows said mine....

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Walked a wooded trail, suddenly unsure of my surroundings,
wondered had I'd become lost..
only a moment disconcerted, as dusk grew nearer. 

I went over an old river crossed by an even older bridge, 
there not seen and yet to see a small child oddity. 
for no...

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Immovable object that you see?
Truly not, if you allow it free. 

Intolerable silence you hear?
Try softening your sense of fear.

Impersonal, harsh touch of old love?
Therapeutic caress from above.

Inevitable in taste of grief?
Transitioning stages for relief.

Infinite smell of Autumn decay?
Tumbling leaves in dull, damp, dying day....

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