Best Mélange Poems

Soft autumn rain ...
cascading over brightly colored cherry blossoms,
releasing a sweet scent of aromatic aphrodisiac
A fragrance of springtime love blowing in the gentle autumn wind

Our two hearts made a vow that day
We promised to fall in love anew
each day all over again
Fall madly in love...

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A poet enters a private sanctuary,
A sacred place where the imagination
Dwells with a mélange of emotions
Conceived by aesthetic beauty,
Often divine and esoteric in nature;
That comprehensive longing to
Express through common language
That which is so vitally uncommon. 
Words that seek to form a bridge 
Between intellectual abstract...

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Midsummer Breeze 

How may I extol a midsummer breeze?
As soft as rose petals in cooling wind
That flutters leaves upon the verdant trees,
And endeavors to make the blossoms blend
From blooming boughs whose wistful petals drift
In a mélange of hues that blankets grounds
In vivid masterpiece of summer's...

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Staying on a promontory, I watch,
The wobbling mass of water below.

Before my eyes,
The sea stretches far;
An infinite scroll of chiffon,
Rolling and unrolling
In shades of green and sapphire.
In its sedate hours of brooding silence, 
A calm expanse with feeble waves,
As if seized by an uncanny lassitude,
Lying...

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MOONLIGHT SHEETS

after watching
circus clowns
downtown

his light jacket - covered goosebumps
her clogs - they shoveled snow

they settled in each other’s arms
between a mélange of moonlight sheets

amoretto’s bow
scores
poetic words

a neophyte-entry
subconscious-scrawl

he kisses her snowflake-lashes
so warm and cold

she sips her steamy cup of joe
reminiscing

her pen pierces twilight
an arrow remains on...

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A
path to
harmony
is one adorned 
with vermilion hues. 
Pumpkin leaves, remnants of 
summer’s verdant colors now 
drifting through the woodland splendor
through argentine skies, unified, a mélange 
of the magnificence autumn bestows. 

©2011 Connie Marcum Wong...

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We are merely montages, a mélange of endless stardust - -


Finessing poetry 'round melodic sentiments,

 nuances manifested 'neath  fractured mosaics of entities'

        indwelling harmoniousness amidst surrendered

    yesteryear's spellbinding prospective endeavors,

  we are but...

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A life that happened when we were not looking
Captured arriving as a digital image

A string of thoughts riding a bicycle 
Pictured free-wheeling through a sunny day
Yet beneath the skin of a later vision
Rain tumbling from dark clouds
Caught even then
By a lens that was seeing for...

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Cat in a circle sleeps
A mélange of black, white, orange and cream
Body rises and falls~ feline ripples and dreams




June 4, 2019
7pm  PST
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Staff Meeting
	
	At my desk each morning, 
	over my first cup off coffee, 
	I call the staff meeting to order, 
	a gathering together 
	of my various bits and parts 
	that scattered in the night, 
	each to its own devices, 
	be they terror, 
	notes on that yellow...

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COOKING WITH JIM                      

actually, with him in spirit, in the kitchen 
of his quaint brownstone on West 12th Street
in Manhattan, decades after his death.

And...

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The dark muddy puddles on road, by rain
can’t bring, I thought, the times bygone again.
My latest home in town’s posh colony
has well buried my past travails and pain.
 
The days I whined and ran with agony;
the days I starved and craved for small money;
no more...

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Breathe in the scent of cool autumn air
Watch it softly wafting Pele’s hair.
Hues adorn leaves in bright vivid shades
Drinking in water as fresh rain cascades.

The wind, waltzing leaves . . . swirling around.
A mélange of colors quilting the ground.
A ready harvest of fruit bearing trees
Provides...

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idealism of youth

mélange of 
dreams and prayers—
disparate yet intertwined—
assembled in their thunderous ranks
to echo past myriad
gleaming colonnades that
buttress evermore eternity

self-betrayal and realization

stolid mind shattered
by coruscant might,
and one's irreverent yearn
in shards was rent asunder,
bereft of merit but who
transformed amid the filth—
banality dismissed

sorrow and reconciliation

grieving stream of...

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I imagine Nature as a token of love;
A warm blanket wrapped 'round me, a gift from above.
I am lifted with the sunrise in dawn's mauve light,
And soar with the eagle in his morning flight.

I imagine bright flowers that I've never seen
Spread out over mountains in...

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