Best Edges Poems

ebony edges
day depleted of color...
scarlet stained sunset


(Haiku)


July, 23, 2020
Haiku or Senyru Poetry Contest
By: Constance La France...

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Blue-checkered curtains are faded and drawn,..
after the years since she made them from gunny-sack cloth

The Singer, long idle, now gathers more dust,
with its needle still threaded and the treadle at rest

As I clear out the room, I think of long hours
of foot-peddled power, and strength...

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blank-faced the page calls
each pounded pore of rice waits 
brush tips dance on pointed toe 
or fall like curtains
stark poser of questioned light
much more is left than finished

softer surface calls 
needle prick the skin of white
adorning torsos and limbs 
shaded dragon roil 
as biceps flex...

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The quiet peace where webs of sleep enrapture,
in twilight thought - the precipice of dreaming.
It's there, the unmapped thresholds of conception
begin to splay within a sultry slumber
the embryos of covert premonitions......

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Sharp The Edges, Of Poet's Pen Turned To Fight,
( New Dawn,Third Battle And Final Slash ) -
Part Three

From within, a gifted calm brings a tranquil peace
to poet's soul that searched and found a new lease
and with foresight decided to take pen to write,
about shadowy black...

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Drawing and life are similar
The edges in a drawing are blended away
The tight edges in life soften with time
We love more, and see our fraility more
With blessed time, time we are given
Time to know our edges are soft
Time to know we need a loving redeemer
Time...

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She decides, 
it is set;
her eyes 
ask 
and answer.
Shoulders 
stretch 
back,
one higher 
than the other,
breasts 
push 
out, 
pelvis in-to 
a shallow c-shape,
rhythmic movements 
like breathing,
more gliding 
than walking;
a slight touch, 
then
a slow turn 
to the right,
slender fingers 
moving 
the air of 
her body
deep 
inside 
his...

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i stand
on time's dunes
tracing the edges
of dreams

your whispers
softly falling
on a breeze
as the ocean
seduces
her sands
through a climax
of moans

glistening
beneath the moon
my shadow
full on thoughts
of you...

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.
Rock walls jagged edges
Beauty protection question
Where do all roads lead

Imagine Lennon
Performing on Mosaic
Central park design

Poet's deep deep thoughts
Dreamer living for moment
Moments_yesterday

Contest:"Your Thoughts" contest
Sponsor:Michael J. Falotico
Written by:Sara Kendrick...

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The fog slowly creeps its dampness covers everything
All of nature now fuzzy around its wet edges
Fog settles like damp blanket 'pon the hedges

Wind tossed pines' sighs float through the hedges
The Dove's sudden coo lifts spirits of everything
Still no red sun seen lifting gray from the...

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I often see you falling into the depths of that silly word, made to torment and pleasure,
catching us and squeezing until there is nothing left, the snake with its prey
Love how deceiving it can be.  Your deliberate steps toward that jagged edge, bare foot
and...

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What provides comedians the gift of speech 
 uncensored with lessons that teach?
Their  open mindedness  provoking ease
 undeterred to speak as they please.

How easily the comedic commentary flows
 to places  typical populace dare not go
 and those few who do
 too easily...

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Yes, the cry got it to settle
now so new, in its own class
see one cow to add on a cattle
wax the gut for the raw grass
to and fro to hit its mettle
gun the toe to be as brass
the pea is in a hot kettle
let it...

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I try desperately 
to hold onto my thoughts
the randomness 
of early morning pondering
A cryptic magnificent 
sort of wandering 
A self awareness 
soul sort of laundering
Seeking my peace 
forgetting about conquering 

Dreamy edges 
feathered almost blending
The dip between now and forever 
seems never-ending
I feel gossamer thoughts...

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Out here on the edges, such a longer way away.
Wishing some and wondering, when I'd like to stay.
There's nothing' like a memory to make you wish for more.
But I just keep on wondering, is someone keeping score.

Take it easy.
Take it slowly.
Don't take more than you...

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