Best Glossing Poems

To me, she could've said anything
I wanted so badly to hear her say,
"I love you and I'm gonna try."
But all she said is "I just can't stay."
She looked away, I stared her down.
I needed to see her eyes.
She looked at me and that's when I...

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Sometime, in July's budding charm
when the harvest of earth's clay affirms
that which exposes a content heart,
I remember a glimpse of rare delight 
accepting the slow exposure of one morn
when daylight warms Grandpa’s hands
soaked in earthy glow on his farmland.

A rumbling wind turns amiable,
as bamboo drifts...

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Artists are not so different,
at times glossing over truth,
hiding beneath a sheen -- 
some extra linseed goes
a long way...

What is this cry for realism?!

Picasso sought deeper meaning
via grotesque breasts~ elongated
elephant snout limbs -- perhaps believing that 
the human tale needed elevation, himself
turned off by surface...

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Yesterday brought not a storm, 
But a suffocating stillness.
Everything stopped.  
My throat grew dry.  
My bones began to ache.  
The silent but constant rhythm of my little world seized.

Everything stopped.
Then in exactly two more beats came my tears.
Torrents of heavy rain, 
Glossing...

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How does one measure the past twenty four years
When smiles were so rare, drowned in many tears

Amidst trials and tribulations, the kids were our cement
Sadly glossing over our background with damaging intent

Trust went out the window, events were never discussed
Before I knew where I was,...

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The long glade rolls the lingering tongue                                      ...

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I.

Ode the thrill of a tango
curled in clutches sleek

Elegance, a prerequisite
Add on a spun euphoria

Nimble is a turgid swoon!

Arms conduct to the aria
New skin, feels no tocsin
It's deeply in a you and i
Glazed, to the tightening
and a strangling organza
Necked into a suffocation

So go the tunnel...

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O vibrant and rich January
Velvet sweet, warming  the icy vine;
Her crystalline - garnet evening, bright...
Red orioles, whose lilting chorus
The snowflakes, in tinsel greet: And moon
knowing a gown's ONE STONE designs
To adorn the night!...  her Capricorn
Jewel spills depicting vitality on flight,   ...

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Gliding on moonlit waves
Gold filters through row boat,
Gondola twirls…it’s song
Gently romancing hours .
Guitar plays lovers’ dream,
Gay the breaths of passion
Glossing canoe’s night sail !


Pleiades G : Kim Merryman
12`01`2016
checked at www.howmanysyllables .com
and Webster's dictionary...

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Love's dawning in pixels bright
Endeared moment time did spite
Carefree minds with little foresight
Stilled in passion's ephemeral flight
Trendy pastels brimming with delight
Framed in glassy case so erudite
Glowing expressions that innocence did ignite
Now fatuous visages that only illusions highlight
Tender seconds shallow bond did requite
Token portrait skewed in...

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Spiraling, spinning out of control.
Can't you tell that it's taking a toll. 
Stabbing, burning, constant pain.
Sub-par eyes glossing over again.
Today's the day to finally release;
To let go, to slip into glorious peace.
Eyes hazing, head rolling, going to sleep.
Fog thickens, head spinning; won't somebody weep.
Look up...

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Red, the colour covers my arms
Deep within are glass shards
Show me no mercy and send no regards
Don't stitch me up and cover my scars
Cut my lips, tell them I'm smiling
Every day, I keep on lying
Dishonesty quickly gets very tiring
I'm slowly rotting, slowly expiring

If anybody actually...

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EVERY TUNIC’S TUCKED

squeamish that every tunic’s tucked
on one side, lopsided, uncouth
on the page, in the book - why is
every model told to tuck her hand
inside her pocket, jam her socket
into her pants, plunge me into distress.
If they want us to buy online, can’t
we size it...

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When the Universe created the Universe and allowed for challenge 

It was quite open to change and the preponderance of ageing times

Youth is not a crime and the respect for seniority has to be earned

Oh my Lord let there be earth under heaven it might...

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We wanted you to be our friend
Demanding favors, wanted you to
Join us

We try so hard to make you dead
Don't worry- pain is kind of pleasure
Child

We're here
That's all we really are
We're broken
You're broken too

Memories
They're all in your head
The past is here to take you back!
Warming memories...

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