Best Lings Poems

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Imagine if seeds of trees hatched to Tree-lings.
Seedlings with two trunk legs and root feet
Bodies like humans covered in bark
Arm branches with finger shoots and...

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A is for Annie Apple Blossom she buds in the Spring. 
B is Betty Baby Breath she's such a dainty thing.

C is for Miss Candy...

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edgy ink*lings
starlight *singers
un-*ring the moon

herald of *dark
disem*bark coal
breed *sparks gem stones...

cover our *wounds 
with sleep *sound's tick
mon*soon midnights

Poet: Debbie Guzzi
Contest: Than-Bauk a Twilight
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Morning dew lets
drip essential
waters, the active
ripples drop,
landing, working
with the melting
ponds, to release
surface tension 
The callings of
chirping birds,
resonating
pleasantries to ears
everywhere, fervent
life, the eager
promise of things to
come...

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For my friend, Bea, who makes me smile and is the brightest star in the bunch.



The tip of my pinky is just fine, thank you.

My...

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~Another Fairyland Story: Summons From The Faerie Queen~ 
 (Short Story or Narrative poem) 


 It was late at night 
 Perhaps a little past...

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There are three of them, Cinderella siblings:
shapely, deciduous, their leafy green
darkness undulating in the specter wind, 
its silent snare drum emulating heartbeats 
in syncopated symmetry....

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Ant art they are smarts
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The world is full of ding-a-lings, are you sure you're not one
A self assessment will tell you, do you sometimes come undone
Do you get that...

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I was sleeping and dreaming, silently screaming, while violently weeping And mildly feeling that I was honestly grieving I was quitely greeting my anxiety's breathing...

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~Another Fairyland Story: Summons From The Faerie Queen~ 
 (Short Story or Narrative poem) 


 It was late at night 
 Perhaps a little past...

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Bird Love- Haiku

coupling in mid flight
hormones, Spring, the recipe
birth! young-lings burst forth...

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An ode to Xiao Lings question .

The day begins in mystery.
It is the moments we live.
From the heart, need to give.
At days end, becomes history.

At...

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Want living in free Ukraine?
Show the strongest intention for that.
From long stretched gloomy past
to the  brilliant future merciless cast 
your half stoned country and...

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