Best Inlay Poems

Joy of Christmas tolls hooray, buoying elation of Santa’s sleigh
As celebrating the birth of almighty sacred church bells ring
Reverberating in melodic music ~ chiming, jingling merry way

Halls of happiness aptly display, glittering décor of golden inlay
Where in rhythms of pious hymns carolers gaily dance and...

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For the third time Pandora stands before the box
Inlaid with jewels ivory and gold
In her hand is the key – she closely examines
Intrigued by its intricate patterns - so ancient- so old

Her Creator’s mandate she has obeyed
She won the love of Epimetheus and at her...

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A stairway of tinted boulders reveals
The fable of old gods marking a past,
Etched on tall red-stones divinely claimed…
And as I ascend to touch a warm glow,
My feet quiver among hallowed mounds
Of blazing rocks, of sacred pillars.

In awe, I listen to Jordan’s songs
As one city’s heart...

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Love is the bind between sighs and cries
And can release warm light upon the dark
Has the strength to move within lows and highs
And shine on troubled hearts with rainbow's arc
Love is a realm with dreams of tomorrow
Will build a world within a world yet known
Can...

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As my way is made among the thorns,
An inner beauty a rose adorns.
A darkness present, tries to hide,
Still, the rose blooms bright inside.

The thicket of thorns, of brambles too,
Meant to discourage my getting through
To reach the rose, the sweetness of,
To taste, to touch, to feel...

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Yamaha impressed me the first time I laid eyes on her glistening blond maple wood, her stylish body details, her long fretted mother-of-pearl inlay; lobed with golden keys. Her voice called to me the first time I held her in my arms. I strummed her...

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(alternate title – A bona 
er fide dog day afternoon delight).

A mere half dozen vowels 
constitute the English language 
    Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay
Consonants comprise majority
  
(sans remaining twenty) 
     Ta Deum, whereby both 
    ...

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My psyche's playground
Is a horrific landscape:
There is no escape 
From the snagging cleft
Of its jagged inlay,
As steep as a million years of seeping blood
Coagulated through coldheartedness 
Confusion and subterfuge 
- It's like coming home when your lover's asleep,
Or breaking a promise by taking a peek;...

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The number seven carries me away
Where imagination and numerology have a stay.
Dreams live celebrating each new day
Free from realities and evil’s prey.

Seven years of praying brought marriage my way.
But that was only one life’s foreplay.
Seven years later, a dreadful fray.
Divorcement angered ended love’s array.

Forgive seven...

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The eye-to-eye association flick life away. 
Pretty natural tones ring out in my flyway 
Light, invisible hands bait me to the clay. 
It's excessively captivating of a grasp to assay.

Blissful lyrics led me to find my way to an archway. 
I heard a sublime newly...

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All these connections like points on a compass
constant awareness like breath on my lips
knowing that you are still out there and wondering
if you still are pining for things that you miss
Have you gone traveling to the pinpoint of green
in seas which welcomed your skin in...

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...I remember when it was SOMETHING.
A Lesson OR Blessing, actually BOTH.

Is blood thicker than water? Not if bad blood has formed. Was it always tainted, beneath the naked eye of a surface picture painted?

Life's moments are so fleeting...
I can't imagine partaking in unnourishing concepts and...

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All is red in Birstay
city of red clay
We throw it all day long
and sing a merry working song
In rhythm with the wheel

Once a month merchants come
to make trades, 
on the way 
to the Kings market square 

A festive place to be
Troubdours, jongleurs and jesters 
perform...

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THE AL-ANDALUS QUARTET: PART THREE
GRANADA / KHARNATA 1492 AD / 897 AH

I live in the foothills of the Sierra Nevada
with my beautiful sisters Albaicin and Sabikah
The crown that I wear is al-hisn al-hamra 
and the shadow of my Spanish self is a City
of Islam

The cool...

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