Best Pinking Poems

How did a cherry kiss? Bitter flower petals with sweet pistils.
So laden they act as halos while we breathe the love
in a pink hollow, silence sounding like taste, acting like epistle
to hold this moment in a silvery image, like moon, or  dove
low, low, a...

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I remember reading a short story by Hitchcock. Three friends walk and converse as they make their trek home from work. Huddled in mind,
independently fearless, the cold air or hot night baring their souls.

crows on line watching
remembering silhouettes -
chalk line to be drawn

Three, two, one...

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Absolutes
	
		1
	
	Darkness dominates 
	the earthly cycle at year’s end. 
	This is true 
	no matter how many fools 
	legislate otherwise.
	
		2
	
	Dogs have unerring internal clocks
	and finite bladders.
	
	
	Taken together,
	these absolutes of nature
	guarantee that I’ll witness 
	every dawn from November to March
	regardless of my
	preferences or exhortations.
	
	I don’t have a problem...

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An Empty Box


My oldest daughter got her diamond ring.
Brother Bob’s daughters choose next
Each reaching into the box
 choosing some memento.

Grandchildren next. 
I looked away
Telling myself it’s part of the process.

I don’t remember most of those things.
She never wore much jewelry.
Ohio born. Mid Country common sense.

But...

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If I Were a Man, I'd:
     Never purchase another dress,
     chop the heels off my stilettos,
     burn every pantyhose in the house,
     allow my ears to close their portals,
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Shy woods blush mahogany gold
Temperate wind's silky whisper
Stir pinking buds to waken from shade
Grasses' lush complexion freckled in yellow
Transforming mortal earth to hopeful heaven
Stretching to eternal untrimmed light
Bounty of wide limitless lease
As sun takes possession of my sight....

7/30/19

Example for my 'A Summer's Day Redo' contest

Required...

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Appearing from nowhere, a red stain in my colourless 
vision, I found them cold in the whiteness of the first 

snowfall. They lay there in the misty haze, stunned to silence,
smothered in their white blanket; that splendid state 

beyond shivering. All the swans are dead,...

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Here are a few more Than-Bauk, where I have used a particular letter-sound instead of a rhyme on the 4th, 3rd, and 2nd syllables (lines 1,2,3) I find this to be a fun alternative to the limited rhyme version. Hope you enjoy. Let me know...

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Blushing soft roses, filled with the smell of romance.
Beneath a flushing sky, as a rosy day comes to an end.
Pinking cheeks and a tender kiss.
Delicate heart candies and cookies top with adorable messages.
Tipsy off of tasty pink margaritas, that flushes the nose and cheeks.
Bubbly laughter...

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La’Donna was a beauty, and most were jealous of her daily.
She can’t be all that! Argued my devil’s advocate cousin, Bailey.
Then he met her, and he knew what we were all thinking.
I noticed when he sneaked peeks at her, his cheeks were pinking.

We’ll make her...

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Racing 
Blinking thinking

Sluggish 
Slinking thinking

Musical 
Plinking thinking

Celebratory 
Clinking thinking 

Loving 
Linking thinking

Poetic 
Inking thinking

London 
Finking thinking

Zigzag 
Pinking thinking

Arranged 
Prinking thinking

Icy 
Rinking thinking

Rotten
Stinking thinking 

Warped 
Kinking thinking

Cheeky 
Winking thinking

Diminished 
Shrinking thinking...

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Airplane strolls on, above the clouds that look like whitest snow
Unknown if this black shark has passengers or is a ghost ship though.
Blaze of the sun sparkles out in the form of an angels’ wings.
This beautiful sight makes this reader tingle with dance and swings.

An...

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Nine month night - light broke free like dawn.
In babe’s face, impassioned pinking.
From romance of wishful thinking -
Too many threads to count, forgone.
Potent, when God, she called upon.

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PALEO PAIR

Hands rapturously
slashing satori
Bang !
Light released filter down
bats brushed skin to
fly knowingly low
then water gushed
through cracks
snakes spiders scorpions 
were our toes
stones spoke in bugle
sound as Sun set in
whirlwinds

the cave was nowhere 
yet everywhere 
Beethoven’s symphonies 
were shadows
future written on our
vacant palms
but to prior walk with...

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