Best Patina Poems

PATINA OF PAIN

Beneath the kaleidoscopic chameleon skin
the concept called color doesn’t ever change,
as red stream in the vein blood flows always thin.
The truth dwells beyond the frail deception range.

The ephemeral sheen of the mask on the face
melts in unshed tears behind the pensive eye.
In the...

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A stampede of horses
captured 
their thunderous strides
frozen 
a magnificent scene 
unfolds
within a rich patina of
bronze. 

Artisan expression
brazen and bold
molding a stunning 
scene of nature
sparking the depths of
imagination
to be appreciated
indefinitely. 

Run wild, you beautiful 
beasts
over the endless prairies of 
time 
flaring nostrils, flowing manes
away from that...

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His skin like the patina of worn out leather,
burnt and cracked from many hours in the sun.
Across the wide plains in the hot Texas weather,
he rode tall in the saddle to get the job done.

North to Kansas City on this last cattle drive;
then back down...

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Behind the counter smiling pleasantly
at all the customers, she was a doll.
Dark velvet hair and brown-green eyes had she -
eyes big and bright inside a face quite small.
I asked her name that day. It was a name
I’d never heard before, and yet it fit
this girl...

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Painful
painted
paragraph
pages,
paisley 
pale,
pulsating
paper
passing
passion,
passive
pastoral
patchwork
patchouli,
patina
pathos
pauses.

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October 23, 2019


Poetry/Alliteration/Patina Pauses
Copyright Protected, ID 19-1190-761-02
All Rights Reserved.  Written under Pseudonym.


Written for the contest, Tautogram
sponsor, Eve Roper

First Place...

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Youth may be fresh and divinely stunning 
But is there anything quite as poignant 
As the charm of weathering gracefully
The reveal of one's lifetime achievements 
Through well-earned lines and colored patina
Years of exposure to the elements
To the distressing throes of life itself
Sheen interpreted as peace...

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At first it’s a pretty pink bud
that soon blooms into a flower.
And amidst an orchard of trees
wafts its scent to a passing breeze.

A summer sun sustains it's growth
beaming all the light it'll need.
And bittersweet, it starts to swell
flaunting a glossy green patina. 

Getting plumper, it...

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Patina lady, with torch in hand,
bastion of freedom in a promised land.
Now perish the principles upholding your base 
by the internment of children in a zoo like place.

Patina lady when you were young
homeless from many shores did come
and gathered grateful at your hem,
American dream in...

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Sun from the window, shines gold on my grain
With a faded patina, I have come home again
I was broken and shabby, after years all alone
Stored in the rafters, so lost and afraid
You have dusted my cobwebs, and repaired a split rail
There was love in your...

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SECRETS
the patina of time... secrets
table tops
how many tales could they tell
bronzes too
secrets removed with cleaning
planet earth
patina removed... dying
habitats scraped clean... naked
death reaps death
the patina of time... secrets
truth exposed
and still, we have never learned
if ever
patina... the air we breathe
atmosphere
holds secrets of all world life
patina
microscopically thin
protection



Patina Poetry...

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You've lost some hair and maybe put on a few pounds,
and perhaps you're not so spry anymore.
                          Years add coats...

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In the course of time it is only natural;
things react, 
with air,
with moisture,
things darken.
(That's just the way things go.)

Time only heals what we leave in the past;
the things we take with us
darken our faces. 

I used to be able to see myself in the bowls...

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smoothness
imbued with character
his essence
imbedded deeply
in every crevice
sweet oils
of everyday labor
lubricating
its monotony
burnishing
the hard patina
of life


©6/29/2018

for Patina Poetry Contest...

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THE SALTY SEA DOG


My late uncle spent many years at sea
I can still recall every single line on his aging face
His weather beaten skin
had a patina built up from exposure to the elements,
it reminded me of tanned dark mahogany leather
Those piercing blue eyes, still as...

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a lay (lei)

Took a walk in poetry’s field,
many poems caught my appeal.

Planting of new notions I saw
and older verse puts me in awe.

Metaphor, hyperbole, rhyme
alliteration, form take time.

Patina on each unique write
shows poem's polish and sheds light.

January 13, 2020...

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