Best Notes Poems

Her trembling twilight 
dims with streaking purple tears
bruised by youthful years of bleeding pain
hurting but never hugged --
locked in the arms of atmosphere’s apathy
that smeared with fiendish fingers
a contusing plum palette
across any hope in her godforsaken horizon ~

this sorrowful songbird 
who sings with the shattered...

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When things get rough
Music takes me away
Whether, notes fall with tears
Or melodies relax me,
I am released from all 
That overwhelms me
The music carries me, 
When burdens are too heavy
The songs peel away layers of pain
I travel to the place, music takes me
As I listen, the...

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"In my fragile little ship, I sail, sail
In the tempestuous sea of life
Dodging life's pressures, to doldrums outlast"~ by poet

Breathing in and out the notes of life, 
from first cry to last sigh, you sing
you sing.... unbeknownst
unbeknownst to you as to
what tunes and notes of...

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Love Notes in a Bottle

It came as a last meandering thought
How could I know?
Maybe a thousand years from now
On a far away shore
Would exist a lady of mystical lore
Reciting sonnets of medieval tales
In magic forests, dreaming of love
As I love
Who could feel a bond so...

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I. The Hour of Approach

The poem I was writing refused to end—  
it kept writing me.  
Blood didn't ink these lines—  
the ink bled me.  
Each stanza a hidden-hematoma  
across the white of nothingness.

Somewhere, midnight faltered,  
and I was...

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"Notes on a Wrist" 

the pulse felt
under nibs
of fingertips
translates a life

the semicolan
stretches like 
the devil
hungers 

it can 
wait a long time
eternally feeding you
drip by drip

ever present
the missing 
hovers, like a  
hummingbird

never sits

beak and feet 
wet in the detail
tasting the temptation 
to cut strings

fleeting
and fickle
like...

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Twenty-five years 
since we agreed to this and still,
I vow to be there,  
just outside your line of sight,  
as you confidently mispronounce quinoa,
as you decide, again, that the best way 
to check if the pan is hot  
is to touch it....

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Golden Notes, Within Love's Newfound Treasures

As river rose, waves lapped on eager banks
bright as gold, love and its true romance gives
for its blessings we give eternal thanks,
within that paradise one truly lives.

As flowering meadows greet dawn's new rays
hours flow to moments of deepest pleasures
two lovers...

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One. Latino boys like Buffalo Wild Wings. It isn't clear why, but it's definitely emerging as a pattern.

Two. Latino boys are persistent. When he asks to kiss you for the first time, say no. Why? Because you've known him for a matter of weeks and...

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Kissing deep beats fluttering dancing on a breathless whisper
A snowdrop falls on the lips melt slowly kiss you beautiful
The whisper of your voice, the warmth of your kiss and touch
If love is to be true not even a kiss can tear us apart

Warmly held under...

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"A Paris"
Jazz and ballet
White dresses
Red wine

Violin strings
Moulin dances, stories so grim
Le Bois de Vincennes
Castles under clouds of sin

Cafes with causal chatter
When after all
What does life matter?
Drowning, the words filled with laughter

By the Seine
Walking amongst insane dreams
Singing of things never to be
In Paris a fiery inferno

		desires...

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notes of melody
trail along sunlit garden...
birds wake up flowers

through dawn's gentle rise
wings caress velvet tulips ...
humming birth of leaves


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Richard Lamoureux's Beginnings Matter

--- since i was in the thick of writing haiku 
and composing nature poems upon
joining...

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you carry a tune
as delightful as autumn ~
raspy and bitter

10/8/22
Contest: Simply Senryu Contest
Sponsor: John Lawless...

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Played The Safe Notes In My Lone Retreat

That fear was always darkness in disguise
A high cliff, a frail rope and my hanging.
Inspired hope not enough, word to the wise
Fear is darkness and roaring loud banging.

I played the safe notes in my lone retreat
Seeking warm meals...

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Soft subtle brushes floating  in a sea
of anticipation  bubble across jagged
scars   running effortlessly     upon a
beaten chest      eye lashes flickering
flirting        every time a simple hum 
in...

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