Best Rosy Cheeked Poems

In the Dark Night Sky

In the Dark Night Sky, a “Pale Moon” now arises suddenly, 
With clouds of ice sparkling in a frozen-cold ring around it; 
While your bright, rosy-cheeked face appears as a paste-like
Image of a grinning and laughing White Dwarf so happy!
 
A...

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March

Sweet, bitter March,
last year tears haven’t dried out up 
till now and yet you
are already at the door,
knocking lightly!

Sadness is still flapping over my head like
a frantic goose, what have you brought with you
to silence its primordial honking?!

I can see your hunched silhouette against the...

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Saved from my own cloaks of darkness; torn from grips
of deceit. I lift my prayers to sun-blushed skies.
The truth, I share, in shades of pink. In worship,
undaunted, rouge-stained dreams turn to gold. The lies
no longer bleed but melt into memories
of a rosy-cheeked girl and fresh...

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taking an early walk along the shore
awaiting for the royal entrance of the new day
through His Love Divine---
I hear the whisper of the cold and gentle wind into my ears saying:
the arrival of your majestic prince of the universe has now begun

excitements I feel deep...

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Steel Gray skies with threatening rain and restless wind
My breath gathers as mist on the inside of the window pane
...as I watched for the school bus

A slender birch tree with spiral scars 
of flayed bark against its white skin
like curlicues of sharpened pencil shavings

Still clutching...

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For my adopted grandmother Nancy Enloe

I met you at a friend’s house,
standing stately on your cane,
tall and rosy-cheeked like me.
In your smile, I basked and thought,
“Long-lost cousin, could you be?”

Like my great aunt long ago,
when you learned I love to write,
you gave me...

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E nchanted by the elements, Goddess Earth excitedly
A rises, anticipating all her awe-inspiring artistry; 
R eveling in the rapture of the rivers’ ripples or roses’ rare redolence;
T antalizing us with her talent for turning out utter transformations. 
H er heart holds hues of happiness!

R obust...

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APRIL

a long time coming
she is rosy cheeked and chill
breath quite treacherous
fickle april of my dreams
fondest promise unfulfilled...

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Sung to the tune of "Winter Wonderland"

Merry Solstice Bells

Deck the halls, hang some holly
‘Cause it’s time for sport and folly
Winter is here
Let’s be of good cheer
Ringing out the Merry Solstice Bells

Gather ‘round the blazing fire
Tell the wind what you desire
Dancing with glee
While trimming a tree
Ringing...

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Polling the masses and the upper classes
Sickly sweet smiles, just like molasses
With duplicitous skill they fail to give answers
Spinning the words like ballroom dancers 

The lips that kiss the rosy-cheeked babies
Are the same ones that kissed those illicit young ladies
Words so cheap they’re holding a...

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Paris at Christmas
city of lights for a week
streets decorated

Eiffel Tower lit
like a Christmas tree aglow
tourists staring up 

shoppers bustling crowds
bells ring; children caroling 
joy is everywhere

rosy-cheeked Santas
wrapping presents with ribbon
in department stores

light sprinkle of snow
sleigh ride through the Tuileries 
wrapped tight in blankets 

Written December...

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Misogynist cult
pawns, rosy cheeked petals, for
a cold pallid bane....

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Christmas was never about God for me,
it was memories of warm laughter, rosy cheeked joys   	
for if God was the point, whose God would it be?

Xmas was about giving to your protégées.	
Long, long, lost wishes of long broken boy toys,
Christmas was never about...

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"Wedding Dress"



Innocence 
betrayed a white page
divesting romantic notions
of a pristine life marked
by sibilant soft-tongued seduction 
green apple plucked
wrapping serpentine legs like vines 
rosy cheeked blushing 
a student smarting around
Garden of Arden's Puck
captured essence 
from a torn portrait 
of picket fences 
climbing soft caresses
towards the wild
bee's...

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A joy it is to see
planted in his honor
A Memorial Tree
Roots, memories of Milton
and a kind act for the ecosystem
Forget-Me-Nots shall be written
by your poetry pals, ‘till then
RIP
Lewis Milton Hankins
[Poet]
December 5, 1941 ~ December 22, 2022

Paris at Christmas

Paris at Christmas
city of lights for a week
streets...

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