Best Islets Poems

I'm an ashen dove, 
fading in zephyr 
of wine valleys, 
saturating in fog 
upon enchanting hills, 
draped in 
grape-green silk, 
where fantasies of forest, 
sprout cynthia moon 
of a bygone 
medieval saga, 
amidst heavenly 
eventides, 
and wailing weeds 
prick my shadow,  
infusing iced intentions...

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Written: January 2nd, 2023, For Ink Empress Contest

Rumi verse" Sing to me in the silence of your heart and I will rise up to hear your triumphant song"
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Life is a symphonic cynosure
a...

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There's a message for us
  in the news of the day
Much as we want it
  to just go away

All the riots and protests
  and wars that break out
Warn us: Time to reflect ~
  to quit our screams and our shouts

Change starts...

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Out of blush, the sail is lifted by the sunset
                               On an icy fjord one...

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Hour hands clock back sixty minutes of Autumn
Round about this same of month every year, what a bum
er, and inconvenient truth diverged from this chum
purposelessly manipulating a hold over 
   sans yesteryear doth drum
a sensation of jet lag (with earth in the balance)...

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On a  Painting

Hey, what are you up to?
here is a sliver of earth
between two gravid rivers  ?

Swelling  with milk
they quelled  dyslexic lands 
that dried and cried in nobody’s tongue.
they too had a fateful beat.  
only it was random or circardian....

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she bends over me as I sit yawning,
  morning lazy at the blue kitchen table;

    ever carefully, with a yellow potholder,
      she gently holds, lifts the red pan handle;


slowly she pours steaming water
  into my...

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When I appear there Nature seems to 
Dance and dance and dance, 
When I disappear she is prone to 
Weep and weep and weep. 

Withdraws all clouds from sky to set a 
Splendid scenery, 
So that me rising from the river 
Afresh may there espy....

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Deep Unconscious is borderless world,
Full of image and things of symbolics,
None of emotion and things of logics,
By one's sense, they're rebuilt as virtual world.

Maria knows, things are meaningless in unconscious,
All goods and evils are decided by human,
And it's sense of value, influenced thought of human,
She...

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The Ruba’iyat of Créteil Lake – Part Two

All night her troubled sleep buffeted the makeshift ramparts
The flip-flop flop flop flop of her tears undermining hearts
The plaintive cry of the lone crane seeking the flock heading south
When it paused on her pubic lushes’ warm geothermal parts

Some...

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Daylight Savings Time – March 8th,   2020

Two o'clock anno Domini nostri Jesu Christi 
hour hand clock sprung forward sixty minutes 
round about same of month every year, what a bum
er, an inconvenient truth diverged from this chum
purposelessly manipulating a hold over 
sans yesteryear...

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She bends over me as I sit yawning 
      morning lazy at the kitchen 
                     table;

    ever...

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In the nostalgic group islands
It assembles the past to run
Its beauty never stops
Never your tears restraint of falling apart
A chain of islets embraced by serene water
Crystalline white nothing could bet
Its persona densely adheres.




In-flight
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Argh Daylight Savings Time – March 14th, 2021

Once again, yours truly
dishes out his regular dose
of literary gobbledygook
even Count Dracula
would not even bat an eye
nor give me his evil,
(albeit harmless) look
regarding feeble effort I undertook.

Don't forget hour hands 
of clocks spring forward
sixty minutes 2:00 AM on
Sunday...

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Argh daylight savings time ends – 2:00 AM November 6th 2022

Hour hands of o'clock get set back 
sixty minutes gaining extra hour of Autumn
round about this same day of November 
every year, what a bum
er, and inconvenient truth diverged 
from this wayfaring chum
purposelessly manipulating a...

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