Best Jut Out Poems

POTD~

In the misery of a paler grey nightfall
she blinks like citrine glazed along walls,
Ivy of Boston flaunts her shimmer without guilt
as palette of amber claims her lustrous glides 
slithering with her bohemian lift,
rosette flesh blushing in chilled breeze.

Social climber this paramour, whirling
among plants wanton wild...

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Jungle's deadly wolf roams,
Jaws tightening as limbs
Jut out from black of night;
Jeering its prey for  one
Joust between man and beast:
Jingling its canine paws,
Jolts rip a hunter's flesh!



Pleiades-J Contest of Kim Merryman
3/5/2017
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Slitting my eyes from a world pining
for a refuge where the wave of solace
touches hours' depth in celtic notes,
I turn into gentle bones fluid and chaste…
my illumined flames taste the potion
of air while an inner self watches a breath
climb tenderly, kindling my womanhood
incense, jasmine, and...

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Some rocks may crumble into lifeless sand
or drift like shifty grit beneath my arch,
while others face the elements and stand
as guards against the ocean's forward march.

Some rocks jut out; cut back in jagged spears
much like a corpse's silent, toothless scream,
while others flaunt and pose, with...

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BEDTIME MAGIC 




Sprawled under nightscape of galaxy bright
Tiny sequins pulse on blaze of luster,
A beaded stars nova bursts on flight
Into a full-blown montage, the lawns flicker

Reams of tales climb on visions lit by dappled view
While children’s breaths gleam of fantasy hayrides,
And fairies jut out from...

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Deep down his lungs, a full baritone trills
Coughing out  for all to hear,  "Be safe, 
Wayfarers  until the sea is clear; " 
As transient  gulls flit  below sail boats
Navigating the hazardous eddy:
Angled rocks ensnare old mollusks
Till  sounds of ...

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Some rocks may crumble into lifeless sand
or drift like shifty grit beneath my arch,
while others face the elements and stand
as guard against the ocean's forward march.
Some rocks jut out; cut back in jagged spears
much like a corpse's silent, toothless scream,
while others flaunt and pose, with...

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Some rocks jut out jagged spears
or cut back into dark caverns
like a skeleton's yawning scream.
Others show their faces—smooth
as a woman's breast—tumbled,
contoured, and polished 
by a raging mountain stream.

Some rocks crumble into dust
or shell a slippery slide 
like dry, shifting desert sand
under the heel of my...

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Are otters so odd?
   In Old English
Their name means 'water'
And it really ought to
   As they live near the river or sea

Are otters so odd?
  They sing like canaries
With clear voices
   So happy and merry  
Their high-pitched...

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Welcome to a typical 'Luau' spread. The first thing that is best to learn is the Hawaiian word, 'ono', which means, delicious. It's a word bandied about before and after food goes in your mouth. In later years, it became a slang word as 'onolicious.'...

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Blackened ocean waters
At the setting of the sun
Golden sand decorates the beach
A beacon for all to come 

Dangerous black towering rocks
Jut out from the shore
As the darken clouds reflect
The golden sun along even more

The mighty waves touched
Shore, with the symphony of sound
Waves then come courting...

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Towards the moonlight, he glances out the window.
Never wanted this, but, if the pain goes away...it works.
He pulled the slightly rusted, yet glinting, object from its obscure hiding place.
The limb is ready.
It's now...or pain forever.
A scarlet recipe.
Gravity calls sweetly to the dark liquid, it glides...

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A trellis of leaves flutters so naturally, 
reams hanging free… timeless in a swirl
on the curving breasts of night. And they dance,
prance without restraint
onto altitudes of orbital light,
glistening through their
 russet-gold flesh…

Somehow, these leaflets enter into my 
dazzled world as if to murmur:
“We are here,...

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Icy crysals floating down;
So innocent, so pure.
Covering the cold barren ground
With a layer of frozen elegance
And false comfort.
Concealing the lifelessness,
Dusting the comatose trees
With an illusion of vitality.
Branches jut out at the sky,
Clawing, struggling
For that last bit of warmth.
Innocent little flakes descend,
Enveloping the sickly talons
Under the...

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Nimbus green witch with gold eyes and jut out chin
and nimbus hood-like, held high and out taut neck;
Nimbus scuds a cosmos turn, from Salem be
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