Best Noon Poems

The darkness at noon -  We’ve been led
to walk with a blossoming dread
through streets, as if we have no will,
and all the world is strangely still.
We walk - no word among us said.

We all had seen the sky grow red
before our sun, which warmed...

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evaporating 
   mercury                                  

   it's past my daytime





MagiCicada13...

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To many numbers on the clock.
Bug eyed over my watch.
Counting every second as life goes by.
One million tear drops fall from the sky.
Can't close my eyes even if you sing me a nursery rhyme.
Can't stop the clicking of the time.

Like a nurse, a curse I...

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the still black eyed hare
rests under icicle eaves~
birds eat bearberries


12-15-2019
Writing Challenge, December - Winter Haiku or Senryu
Sponsor, Dear Heart - Wiishkobe Ode...

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Early winter crept away
from late autumn's last rains,
but held onto a dull new hurt
that sharpened as I awoke.
The strange caress of winter's sun
warmed me only a while
when I knowingly courted it
and accepted that it would pass.
The winter is brief,
and as solstice comes and goes,
it holds...

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The Darkness at Noon


Taps -  echo hollowly
over the grey stones,

acrid odor of gunpowder
stings all memory,

flag, creased, folded,
presented.

A last salute.
A darkness at noon.


John G. Lawless
4/22/2014...

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In order to avoid the sun
I sat in the shade of a tree
licking my ice cream,
I thought it was a great dream,
Yet what I saw was the life itself
melting away off my ice cream...

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First Version   -    (Posted 5/11/14)

Towards the end of late morning,
As noon was approaching,
And people went about their usual chores
A mighty rush of water
Swept them right off their feet.

No one knew what was happening,
Innocent children drowned
Into the deep depths of the...

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lazy noon---
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She's on her way going back to a room.
From a long journey since morn.
She went to church and prayed harder.
Then she baught a gift for a daughter's birthday.

It's been five months now since an angel lost her wings.
In an illness that a young body can't...

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dreadnaughts split the sky
whorl motions of atmospheres
merse the wicked sun...

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A Tribute To Frank L. Stanton's - Lazy Chap


Rising Early From My Bed, Close To Noon



I lay about and often just wonder why
others do not rest in the by and by
Any lazy day finds me right in tune
This lazy day sings this month of June

Rising...

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The day becomes night;
As a comrade transcend 
To true world beyound.
Oh! Finally, a jolly good fellow drops the baton;
A justice of peace with unstained character,
A sacrificial giver who neglected his needs.
Death, you never cease to amase
As you drive home valiant colleagues.
Death! Hope you know?
Here a...

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Mostly, she had the heebie jeebies, peaking at early risers
Outside, morning was muted with its first faint flush
Right before bristled being, allure of dawn shook her
Noah's voice and patriarchs of old floated by
Imagine those coils; Delilah had come to nip
Night looked on, swelled with pride...

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In the fragrant noonday heat,
Sunshine poured on meadowsweet,
And rivers and lakes sparkled,
All while rose finches warbled,
From azure sky and green trees,
And sunshine burnished cities,
In the fragrant noonday heat.


Written on July 5, 2021
For: Elemental Poetry Contest
Sponsor: charles messina...

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