Best Glowingly Poems

Absolutely enchanting I thought ~
As I drew the curtains wider, to allow in a bit more light....
Returning unto the canvas and dipping my brush
Into a slightly brighter shade of beige 
Thinking perhaps just a touch more violet, a dab of red, and, a stroke of...

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The old year hobbles out - his path an aftermath of blunders.

Glowingly expectant, the new year readies for a grand entrance -

wearing nothing but  fresh unstained diapers of naiveté.



For the Sijo Poetry Contest of Rick Parise...

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The relay race starts with a bang as rain comes pouring down.
The starting runner, Spring, flies by in her bright flower crown.
Baton gets passed to Summer, who so glowingly appears
right at the very moment that the massive rain cloud clears.
The crowd all loves this golden...

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Gentle are this afternoon's random rains,
that water the garden's blooming flowers.
Still one hummingbird ignores the showers.
Life travels through its delicate veins.
 Suspended motionless feeds on planted nectar,
harmless, unimposing, all thrust no vector.

My tearing eyes lit glowingly,
in awe I observe attentively         
this miniature bird...

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Exhausted, I fell 
into the orbit of you
Lonely voyage ... drifting
Spent all my fuel
searching in the wrong quadrant
for the perfect star
A trail of  cosmic dream debris
led me to where you are
But I would’ve flew right on by
and missed you,
had I not emptied my heart
I...

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The Story Of The Cruel And Dark Queen That Feeds On Souls

She that exists to eat innocent souls and this world's vast wealth
A dark goddess, splaying her straggly long hair with wilted roses
Pretty, brazen, wickedly heartless and damn to hell soulless
Even far more beautiful, glowingly...

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Oh my dear, I do see your silhouette;
Sad as it seems your tears steadily drip,
crashing to the floor but oh so quiet.
My love, I do fret I cannot quite rip this

puppeteer of pure pain behind your eyes.
“Come closer my love,” but she stood quite still.
Though...

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No, are not in any contest found.
It is your comments to my poetry,
that to my heart are bound.

No one comment is better than 
another.
For to me, when you comment,
you are automatically my sister
or my brother!

I see great poets here, lying dead
with sixty reads.
Does it take that...

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Between rainfall and the glint of night pearls
enchanting is air, a  minty cologne
where toes go barefoot to wade and unfurl
into a pour of lips glowingly sewn.
Touches ripen the aftertaste of  dew
catching  a stardust with beguiled ardor
heady the flight of promises renewed
even the...

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17 July 2010

When we see the world is getting uglier as it goes
We tried to make it happy because that’s where we belong
We just follow the open air and to where it will close
The truth is, we want to create our own world in headstrong

We...

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“Inside the Great Halls of Us”



Inside 
The Great Halls of Us,
there resides a ghost 

IT hides in plain sight,
waiting quietly, alone, 
in our dark

there, IT holds ITs light,
to draw us further in,
we nervously laugh IT off 

ITs reflection lit,
seems glowingly familiar,
we are frightened of IT...

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(this written about a baker's half-dozen years ago)

this then stunning lithe oldest teenage niece, daughter of
my younger sister epitomizes a tall drink of water
(similar to the mother at same age)
What with her willowy young woman body
brimming with budding potential 
   for breath-taking beauty
enhanced...

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FIVE DECADES
It is yet dawn here!
Though the sun smiles glowingly
The souls set to toil
Like hypnotized spirit in deep laughter

It is yet dawn here!
The cloud had fermented
The earth arrogantly molested
Culminating a forced abortion

It is yet dawn here!
The journey had long began
The barns are of suckling
Counsels have...

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Light of Life
 {For the Osigwes}
 
 What is life?
 Life is made over,
 Of so many thing;
 What life is made of generally,
 I can't say,
 But there is only one thing i will say;
 Life is but a light,
 The light of ...

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(Blood Moon)

Fulsome Cynthia languishes  for her nightly rendezvous'
Besmeared in bloody red she stands before sun god 
Glowingly glides towards Endymion to  solemnise their vows
While his mother earth's shadow eclipses their union from star gazers


October 1, 2015
Contest: Supermoon Eclipse
Sponsor: Eve Roper...

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