Best Medallion Poems

Dark were the shadows

thrown by a medallion sun

as you walked away…

Left behind in evening tides,

I brushed fool's gold from my hands 


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6/28/17

One of Three Tanka...

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Like the UNICORN

At times I fear I am the mysterious of all animals
Like the Unicorn, I myself do not feel real
My inner beauty is the...

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I was a celebrated, professional psychic, offering glimpses of rosy future;
And helping people work through problems, like pink moon, come sooner.

I had learnt to talk...

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HORSE FROM MARS

It came from the sky, a gray silver stallion.
I looked up high, and I have also seen a dragon.

With so many things in...

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medallion dreams now turned to grey,
wild flower scented sheets once laid
on the line held with clothesline wood pins,
now all I can do is hang on...

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Your yellow appears during
the darkest days
as you feel the black set in. 
Being aware of your 
instincts causes a chain reaction 
that bleeds into nothingness,
blended...

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Blanketed in crimson, Mars glows with fire,
while Venus sparkles with deep medallion- 
The twilit moon shining in fierce desire,
each planet aligns into a stallion. 

Jupiter...

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Kaleidoscope of a rainbow's hope,
realizations of grandiosity from a splendorous mount-
          A looking glass for a...

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A dream in tune with waking world,
meanings grasp conscious unfurled,
alive alliteration aligned,
beautifully poised and perfectly timed.

Lucid dreamer weaving webs,
create rising tide that never ebbs,
perihelion pendulum...

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Long ago I was given a medallion, a gift from a beautiful women
when she gave it she said "remember"
Whenever I look at it, I remember
The...

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Inspired by photo:

The sun rises like a golden medallion
Turning water into a glowing scene
The smooth green hills welcome open space
Where freedom is found on the...

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The screech of claws scratching against my window,
The flickering beams of flashlights reflect into my haunted eyes,
The shivers creep down my spine with feeling of...

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autumn ease ascends
     medallion and crimson breeze
           perpetual grace




August 16, 2018...

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Rustling blades of ruby float on my front lawn,
        gazebo flooded with gold and chartreuse leaves-
I sit at...

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Ebon was the night and the road was winding.
The thunder struck and the lightning blinding.
One moment of peace Ella was intent on finding.
A good safe...

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