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 be expressed
The cold emotion that I felt.
The pen and ink gave me some rest
From my own soul's distress and welts.

The...

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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 soaked streets
and puddle patterns reflect temptation as light flickers
from second floor moan filled parlors, painted nails scratching

Navigating the fog entrenched...

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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 expectations to close
 for enduring pain, shadows blocking light from doubting uncertainties 
surround us in times that close each moment...

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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 discoloring shrouds.
The unforgiving and clean.
Masquerading the truth behind.
What this really means.
That the mind.
Prefers it's fiends.

The amber ring that graces the...

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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, a show, remembering the night.
Shallows, which shimmer on each side of my walking pier,
Have such images, bringing darkness, pressing upward.
Mocking...

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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 gallant glow of trust with untempered lust for popular worth,

I made you to be embodiment of something sacred,
a steadfast source...

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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 a truck full of soldiers by a river without a name  in which it was oft said he’d lost...

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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 to wither.

Just when I’m getting my bearings
in this immense place called life
Navigating somewhat smoothly
and appreciating the preciousness of a moment
it...

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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 spikes
with a velvety fruit, encouraging

red-winged black birds to nest, feed,
caw and quack, at times acting more like

a predator than prey,...

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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 splinters
so drained following the reentry
the fight in me is now in permanent hibernation...

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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 there before me
Stark in contrast wearing a bright red
Walking a separate path seemingly
Not paying attention to what is being said

I...

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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 their faces,
smiles lessening their age
and every new entrant
being treated warmly with a glass of beer.
The ladies,
burdened by the sparkling ornaments,...

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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 maudlin mystery
as age has just ticked me off.
I still use it to carry minnows
to the kayak and go fishing,
it also...

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