Best Discoloring Poems

I had found solace in my quill
Because therein could be expressed
That tragedy which gave me chills.
The pen and ink gave me some rest—

Because therein could...

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I opened the rusted iron gateway
bound in chain and wire, to find a landing
caked in muddied footprints, scattered about like roaches
Magpie shadows course the rain...

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The amber ring around the moon.
Pollutants and dust.
A beautiful sight to which we swoon.
The color of an opaque rust.

It dances behind the clouds.
As if unforeseen.
The...

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Disruptions  of realities confront our path through the difficulties
we have to endure, we proceed bravely through, with determination 
self-empowerment bestowing upon us with little...

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At the beginning of the pier as I gaze outward,
My path appears narrow, straight also so definite.
Cascading light, showed far away shadows, un-brightly.
Precious clouds portray,...

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Oh my beautiful Daughters
what have you done to the men of the Earth,
turning the roar of men's' love into notes of shame and whispers,
discoloring the...

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The Things Never Said
The terror…
The only things ever said about my daddy’s WWII service were that he’d been to New Guinea where he’d ridden on...

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Tick tock…tick tock
tick tock goes the clock

With each stroke of its hand
robbing me of youth and vigor
scarring the skin, discoloring the hair
and causing me suddenly...

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Cattails grow up out of my muck
taking root in  the mire on my bottom

creeping along in my soft blue clay,
shooting up in long cylindrical...

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so blank after the exit
so pale after the discoloring incident
i am a blue bricklayer in a red town world
my heart has callouses 
my mind has...

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Walking down the concrete pathway
I sure find my mind wandering 
The view takes my breath away
As rain wets the ground meandering

There is a woman right...

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black ball candy
discoloring tongue
of summertime fun



Submitted on March 31, 2021 for contest ALL YOURS (APR 2) sponsored by BRIAN STRAND

Originally posted on June 22, 2018...

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In the part tonight 
all the eminent guests arrived
with their best apparels on,
full of illimitable mirth.

The assembly hall danced
with the fragrances of the deodorant;
cheer lightening...

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The bucket sits idle
catching the dripping of dreams
discoloring as they evaporate.
Their tenuous connection to time
now but an echo in the bucket.

The bucket has never held
any...

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