Best Prismatic Poems

Another lost noon, 
engraved as unforgettable 
memoirs within my mind, 
I’m rethinking of rewriting
and rewinding revoked 
reflections of a love rekindled. 
My eager heart
is now...

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In the endless expanse 
of what exists
and the magic of what can be...

fantasy is the luster of opalescence

conceived in a continual curve of mother-of-pearl panache...

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there, among those Ruby Spires
          stood I, a-gazing toward the mist
     ...

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an ugly gray rock, so I kicked it along
amused by my memories, humming a song
it was jagged and rough - I gave it no mind
and...

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You had that future retro look:  two thousand seventeen,
There was a slow and sultry permanence, a little slouchy lean
As you eased out of the...

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Springtime dawns


Springtime dawns
just beyond
the screen door,
across the porch
Dew swept lawn,
emerald weave
shimmering moisture
collecting foot prints
strolling towards

an arched entryway
gingerbread trimmed,
covered in jasmine
alive with rainbow
flutters, prismatic
butterfly wings
partaking of
nature’s...

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O, 
how I swoon
in the ruby bliss of your sunset kiss -
your vibrant rays of maturity arouses my fire; 
touching me with urgent rapture,
saturating me...

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.........The Belly Dancer.........

Stood beside her teacher on the stage.
Young, brunette. Hip hugger magenta 
jeans and a short bandana shoulder 
less top...
Her young heart leapt with...

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Spring rain, and I am flat on the lawn:
arms spread, laughing loud.
I create snow angels without snow,
daisies watch with undisguised surprise.

Like the day, I dream...

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Dawn dances through the window
dressed in skirts of prismatic colors
magnifed by my bottles on the sill.
She spins pirouettes on the wall
as their invited morning guest...

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trees tessellated
	prismatic presentation  ~
		wizened eyes widen

(September Full Moon – Anishinaabe)...

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the flutter of little wings
pulsating in a windless dusk
as i watch the setting sun
glissade across the florid sky
its cerise glow reflecting prismatic
burst of colors on...

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It was time for day to bid adieu to the setting sun,
when tangerine hues blend with those of pale pink.
Not to miss the titian glow,...

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Written: November 19, 2023, For Ink Empress Contest

The garden of the world has no limits except in your mind. Its presence is more beautiful than...

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Stone of Nihilism 

Stained glass lies
Colored shards of broken truth
Puzzle pieces arranged in
Sanctimonious expression 
Designed to camouflage  falsehoods 
The perjury of Priests  
Disguised...

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