Best Dyed Poems

I see you ‘cross the vast expanse,
a love disguised in dreamy whirl
and clothed in raiment sun-spun gold
as wispy cirrus wraps your dance
the music of your sigh aswirl -
a breeze I feel but cannot hold,

but dance I will with memories
though for your arms I’ll ever pine,
I...

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A heart dyed deep in blackness, whistled
As the kettle boiling,
So shrill beyond the bedroom door
Like turbines pumping, toiling;
Screaming like a rusty hinge, caked
In need of oiling,
For in it’s gangrene seepage
Stained the sheets with angst and soiling.

A heart dyed deep in blackness, hungered
Feral jaws in essence,
Alive...

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The Moon She glares from the ebon Halls,
As the sea stretches too taste Her galls,
The Candelabra dyed as magick stole its pore,
Starry night blackened as She sinks to the core,

The Sol it shone from the crimson sea
Like an awl stuck in a forsaken tree...
Dead leaves...

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Grandma loved the Christmas scene
                She even dyed her hair bright green
And though her bones did surely ache
        She somehow found the strength...

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I dyed my hair red
now he’s dying for me
the flames leaping
no shame
no shame
he is wide-eyed
puppy-tailed
i’ll lead him by the leash
release him
release me
can you see us
on the front cover
of a trashy romance
i dyed my hair red
oh the flames
be flying
I’m swatting him away
the grays no-mattering
it’s a crying...

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E...Eggs dyed pretty colors in baskets
A...All nestled in pastel artificial
S...Synthetic grasses, waiting the time
T...To be hidden, then found again, yea!
E...Easter's meaning disguised ..what's needed
R...Redemption, salvation at the Cross...

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It has to be deeply personal, you said
As if the sun is not so
Nor the moon
As if the verdant lane
Fenced in by memories of you and me
And the lonely jackal on distant moor
Are enough to create human mystery

When through shimmering haze the moon is full
The...

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the world watches Holmes
sit “dazed” in the courtroom,
with each mainstream media
monolith
churning out the sound bites
referencing his eyes & his
red hair---
the picture that goes viral is
of course the one that can
be likened most to something
out of Heath-Ledger-as-The-
Joker-101, 
visually answering questions
for the people at home,
because we all...

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There’s nowt so canny and nowt so deep 
As the musings of the highland sheep
They’ll talk of this and talk of that 
Of what they ate and where they shat
Or ponder on life’s mysteries 
Like, is the grass beneath the trees
Much finer than the one...

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The smog induced haze bled
	acid
.             
.            NEON
          a tie-dyed 
   ...

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Dyed-In-the-Wool! 

Stains there in your palms, wallowing, ling'ring, 
Metamorphosed into tears and so drips, 
Tainting where they plunge, and you're unsullied?  
19:03:12:08:52

Ancestor. Ancestral Pen. Ancestral Form. Dyed-in-the-wool...

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Beguiled risks sensitive alterations
that redesigned unknots and cutup trice
as the fresh teases through the looking glass
exposing timepiece resemblance glossed spilled.
Bemused forgives absence, mindful at hand,
tenuously gripping the rolled spent yarn
that edges fingertips loosely as threads
answer questionable finds, stitch-by-stitch.
Period accentuates the sensed thence
for the bestilled entangled...

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a dyed flower is like a simulated gemstone
they are unnatural,
unfounded, rather orchestrated,
unnaturally pretty, 
prettier than the natural 
flowers and the natural gemstones
people are sometimes like this,
unnatural, unfounded, rather orchestrated,
prettier than the natural people.
They are real, just in a better way,
easier to appreciate and love...

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I have been called a hippy dippy;
Transient, I travel when I can,
to me mellow flow is so groovy;

Traveling from city to city,
that flower child who lives in a van;
I have been called a hippy dippy;

My spirit’s always been a gypsy;
With a tie dyed hand sign...

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—Blackout.
                            \ rewind \\ 

9pm,
my messy curls sizzled 
as chemicals
flow down the drain—
     ...

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