Best Interlacing Poems

Once agone moments in time
        she was poetry in motion,
   'til she pirouetted herself
         onto dusty versed shelves
     midst old clouded rhymes
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On a cold, stormy October night, 
    In the hours of lingering twilight. 
      Beneath the haunting full moon, 
        Brought a white ghostly goon, 
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grand garden at Giverny
are gems gorgeously
nestling near a warm abode
where golden path lies beneath
in thick impasto and rugged strokes
transforming terrestrial moment
into amaranthine beatitude

baggy brush movement
of varied greens~ 
transposing from  soft geneva
to gecko and genoa
interlacing with periwinkle petals 
blended with amethyst and magenta
unfurling paradisaical artist's...

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My mind is racing. 
My dreams are defacing. 
Everyday is the same,
Every night is a shame. 
I need to continue bracing.

My nightmares and fears are interlacing.
My heart needs a gracing.
No one can take blame,
My heart is the only one guilty.

I need a sad songs embracing,
Or...

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Two candles burning down to wax -that’s how
I felt that one hot summer long ago -
a summer I remember even now
with images I never can let go.
Beside the ocean in the sun we lay,
flirtatiously, toes touching in the sand!
Into the waves we jumped like kids...

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A Winter's Dawn
Along the way
To make of hills
Whose shadows fall
Amidst the mist,
and arbor limbs,
In valley's Low

Where there
In such a light
A willow grows
And as if an empty room
Had found music
It returned a new light

Endearing cords played out 
By nature's hand
Interlacing the unexpected
To the unseen beauty of...

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In the holy spot
with a sitting rock,
an oak. In back
yards, shagbark 
hickory and maple.

Ants climb the rock.
August, birds
celebrate flowering
weeds, the seeds
of autumn to come.

I am here to name it
and know it and help it
to grow. These mountains
are my grave. A good grave
to go to.

The crows...

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justice 

What does this vastly misunderstood word mean to you? 

Too what ends? 

May we seek? 

Who(m) may guide us? 

Endless deliberation (spiss spiss spiss)

Debated and glorified by us all 

Beloved; instilled among (a) core integrity 

Coddled and looked upon/after with parental instinct 

Construed through...

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Darkness pervades mankind 

I must cast my eyes away

Not to be blinded by the stench.......


 
Bound to chains of greed

Consumed thieves of power

Invasion of our young.......


A web of darkness 

Pieces of vile arrogance 

Interlacing a core of deceit......


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While waiting but not watching for the sun to set, perhaps the bullfrogs are creating the shadows with their croaks, my friend screams out because he has been bitten by a fly. He is not quiet enough so the flies obtain special pleasure from teasing...

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"Fly me high through the starry skies
Maybe to an astral plane
Cross the highways of fantasy
Help me to forget today's pain"- A stanza from Gary Wright's "Dream Weaver"

In dreams that drift as surely as the sand
along the banks of oceans in my mind,
he wanders in, and...

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I had to take the tram today—
It was full,
almost.
The only seat was beside this cute little thing.
She had on a jersey six sizes too large, 
at least. 
Then I saw why, 
as the little guy underneath kept
squirming and stretching.
I really didn’t notice that small
silent but...

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A spectrum of memories // etched in // directing
Synaptic obscenities // fetching regrets //
Count those dour mental entities // concepts like insects //
Innumerable enemies // wielding their sketches

Of interlacing, undulating, thoughts I’d never saught to see again
It’s raining, awful tortured claws of water dripping down...

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Murmer...sing...ring...ting!
The smell of freshly baked bread.
Moan...groan...hummm...trickle
Mum humming...child's giggle
Tear...whiz...whip..steak sizzling!
Brush...drip.drip..clang...rattle.
Creeaak..tappp..BANG!
A bottle popping..fizzing.. opening..
Thump..cough...waves crashing..
Water boiling...steam rising...
Bird singing....cricket chirping.
Traffic whirring...chopping..hammering.
Soft conversation. Band playing...
Kettle whistling...
Cars humming in the background...
Chirping, croaking , crowing..
Occaasional distant tapping..
Knife chopping gently on board.
Clinking of teaspoons and bone china.
Twang! Interlacing sounds woven.
Pitter-patter...rain drops,
Car approaching,dog...

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A
Pink dawn
Reflecting
Interlacing
Light

Red
Open
Beaks, calling
Impatience in
Nests.

3/18/19

For Light Up the Page 3 contest
Sponsor: Joseph May...

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