Best Drapery Poems

Written: November 10, 2024 For Contest Sponsored by: Ink Empress
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Homeric moonstone sparkles at night.  ...

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Voting day at long last has arrived.
Scrambling through closet,
a cavernous space in accumulation.
In the deepest darkest corner, 
purpose achieved, 
garnering my three by five inch American flag,
glorious yet demure.

This my opportunity to come out of the closet,
unveiled, exposed,
an upstanding silent majority American patriot.

Flag of three...

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THE BLUE MOON

Shimmer does it not this inspirational ivory opal,
Lightly dinted with a thin sheen of aquatic blue,
Illuminations elliptical transparent veil, a drapery
Suspended by heavens orbiting web called gravity!
Shingles tacked in by star nails, fastened against
The back drop of a vast blackened universe of mystery,
A...

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Pebbles plucked from the sole

 of my foot

driven deep into wounds 

cut from a path 

a path leading me to nowhere

 trying to escape troubles

quell worries

worries that haunt 

shamelessly searching

for answers to life's questions

I come upon a seaside café 

thirsting

I make my way to a...

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A drapery flutters of sunlit glory
With lustrous stars gleaming near;
Hovering  around  the ‘ Pearl of Orient ‘
Where seven thousand islands adorn
Tints of liberty, peace, and independence;
Radiant in hues… crimson, blue, white
Flaming the hearts of a race blessed
By lush rice terrains and summer winds.

O,...

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The wind wisps through the sheer lace drapery

masking the entrance of the arched window

ruffling the flowing locks of her hazel hair

poised she peers out from her red Kantha accent chair

watching the children playing hop-scotch

out on the old cobblestone drive

reminding her of days gone by

simpler times...

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I am a wall painted purple, oh, I remember that day well,
      a girl of raven hair, standing on a ladder painting me;
I was laughing because her hair had streaks of purple paint,
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Shadows blend, darkened forms melt as the chilling night falls
Into the splendor of the unknown blackness, answering your calls.
Hearing you calling me from the wilderness of the night.
Wandering through the dark abyss, searching without a light.

I fear not, of the ghosts and goblins, their presence...

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Church Lady Cat was a formidable, skinny, ugly wrinkly old crazy thing.
Never showed a smile, and certainly did not cheerfully hymn-sing.
We saw her at church, and knew she would come and get the money.
No man in town had ever called this old prissy baby or...

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Inspired by Opeth – The Drapery Falls and this entire year…

I sip on Super Mario Brothers hot cocoa cup
Filled with convictions’ drop
From streams of consciousness

Ready to skinny dip into a new plateau 

No
Holds
Barred

Ferocity’s grip
Looking upon God’s yesterdays
As He hands me a pen
Asking me what I...

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Flying airships battling in the open sky,
 the sailors trying to save their own lives, 
and all the panoplies of war revealed in broad daylight
 unto the human psyche.

The cosmos composed wholly of oceans with no dry soil in sight
 contains many micro planetary islands...

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had a hectic day with 
lots of things to do
so glad i found my way
home from work
did not think i would make it
not with the dark, the cold and
the exhaustion conspiring against me

opened the door after some time of
fumbling with the keys 
not sure what...

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I am but four walls painted purple, I remember that day,
the girl of raven hair, standing on a ladder painting me.
I was laughing because her hair had streaks of purple,
and she was dappled all over with dots of me, you see.

The next few days,...

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The past has painted a dreary history 
with emblems of bittersweet memories, 
Benign soaring deeds in almost everything, 
but generations to come will be a surprise. 

When worlds far apart ceremoniously unite, 
to leave the lowered frown of awful gloom. 
Deplume made Africa arise from...

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1	A plume of dirt and grime envelops sky;
		The hellish slug of gas does creep along.
		It casts an orb three hundred stories high
		Over the Sun and ends his morning song.
		The birds and trees now stand a silent throng,
		Before this rumbling mass with lightning veins,
		Announcing from its...

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