Best Pane Poems

rain streaks down window pane
 sadness echoes in thunder's roar
 teardrops falling from cloudy eyes
 yet in some distant place
 laughter colors sky with rainbow 

 5-18-19
 Writing Challenge 2, May 2019, Lind68868 Contest
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A snowman knocking on my window pane,
                       his breath puffing white in the chilly frigid air.
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That big grey palate
Outside my window
Stroked with raindrops
Happiness from the skies

The window sighs
While I look outside
Gentle drops of water
Adorn the window-frame

The Gods do play
While the Earth sings
She is the bride, they say
We shower her with rain

The earthy fragrance
Flirting with the wild orchids
Lulling the newborn to...

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Raindrops on the window pane
watching them running down
the wetness looks so cold
but don't let heart to frown

Raindrops on the window pane
they meander in different ways
taking your eyes many a route
looking like a watery maze

Raindrops on the window pane
a picture of life's changing scene
not knowing what...

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From a window I stood, arm leant against the pane, fingers hunched and bitter cold, 
Toughened glass, tinted, you can see the light, but only through the grain,
The rays kiss the ground, the clouds cushion the sky, the colours are dull, 
The open land is...

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Through the dark still summer's night,
'bove waves of sea-green foam,
speeds a beam of dim moonlight
that's left its lunar home...
Easily it makes its way,
as nature was intending,
through Heaven's gate
its path is straight,
not circular or bending.
Between the stars, and fields of grain
it sets the world a glow,
as...

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Sheltered from the pain outside
The walls that hold us in
A pane of glass as a reminder
Of our very sins

Children crying in the streets
Waste washed away by rain
The homeless folk we never greet
Lying in silent pain

Land that's scarred by roads we've tarred
Ugly electric pylons
Steaming vents misting...

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Water flows from the dam of life,
Not easy, but not all strife.
There is a point at which we die,
Lest we forget, not all goes awry.

Often, we denounce and scold,
As we pass from young to old.
Friends and family are to adore,
Before you or they are no...

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Saturday evening rain down my window pane,
Shades pulled down hide the sight of clear dribbling dots,
Spending the night alone with the soothing pings of water outside tying to come in.

Remember when the AC broke right before the long weekend?
We couldn't get it fixed for a...

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sandpaper savage today
buttermilk wavelength tomorrow
directions are like buffets in multidirectional earthquakes
yet and still i cherish the day

downward spiral clouded pepper today
scallops dipped in butter sauce tomorrow
arrows are like indecisive enthusiasts continuously banging their heads
yet and still i cherish the day

driving off of an embankment today
sucking...

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One day—
The sea will be my backyard
Every morning, standing upon the deck
Of the one called Going Numb
A “Greatest Dad” mug in one hand
My last vice burning orange in the other

I will watch the sun rise like the formidable Phoenix
Warming the blue green sea with her...

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Past the pane, the newly-risen sun
Embodies hopes to rise, to peak, to wane,
And here within, the music has begun:
Fearful, aggressive songs of despair and pain.

And on my mind’s horizon swarm
The strange possessors of my form,
	A-bustle to the rhythm of the sounds that sting my soul.

And,...

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MOTHS ON THE WINDOW PANE

Like abandoned waifs
Their faces  at the window pane:
Big eyes and flapless wings
All pale and colorless 
Out in the dark night,
Silent witnesses
Staring into my life
Listening impassively
As you quietly explained -
You had met 
A new face and wanted
To be
Free
To be
With him and
You...

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Through longing eyes she watches,
The games, the fun, the laughter.
Her heart longs to be a part
Before, during, after.
She winces as they point in her direction,
For the giggling only grows, as they revel in rejection.
A warm, wet tear rolls down her reddened cheek,
But she smiles anyway...

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Looking out the window at the sky
Watching silently as the world goes by
First it is day and then comes night
Shadows and silhouettes dancing in my sight
Look at the the lovely shades of blue
Bands of ribbons all in a hue
Such a delight to see the sight
The...

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