Best Sash Poems

SASH OF TEARS

The frigid air
suffocates slow the crimson heart:
sash of tears...
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Pretty Little Lunes - Poetry Contest
Sponsor Name - Andrea Dietrich

Olive Eloisa Guillermo
9:50 pm, August 02,...

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To appreciate our planet;
begin with its snowcapped mountains,
where sunbeams morph crystals of ice
into gems of glistening light.

Witness white clouds traverse the skies
floating on a vista...

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'Twas the night before Christmas and their pages were bare
  Not one word could they write, not one verse to declare
  The Grinch...

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I felt the touch of the breeze on my face from my sleep
Oh! With the morning sun, i woke with a flip
And there staring at...

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The Haunted House

‘Room to Let’ the signage read, 
and though it looked run down,
I’d found no other place to stay
since I was new in town.

When...

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She is the talk of the town, every season that passes
You'll see her around,.... Miss Sassy Pistashe
Who flaunts her good looks, preening over the sage...

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In our house by the sea
the gulls fall silent
the gulf winds have exhausted
their supply of salty scent
we grow languid 
our eyes close with fatigue
my head...

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“Where I’m From”
I am from pliers
	from Tylenol and vanilla bean perfume.
I am from the budding rose bush,
	the aloe vera plant
	whose salve heals my burns.
I am...

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Black softness nestles in his sheen so fab
as warm purrs vibrate his feline aura
Gash-like, a red neck-sash swings a gleaming
heart-shaped pendant, swaying a dangled flash.
Ebon...

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He slowly opened the window sash
Deeply breathing the cool morning air
Feeling the warmth of the sunshine
Embracing the morning so completely
Bringing the spark of life to...

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Fragility, having the potential not to last
the assured ability to become the past
to succumb to what may pass
like broken glass
a burning ash
a torn sash
time erodes...

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Something's changed, I don't recall this door.
The mat that once read 'welcome'...now gone. 
Am I lost in the night, or had I forgotten some slight..
had...

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She stood, staff in hand ...
Staring down at the man kneeling before her
Strands of her hair danced on the breeze like a stallion's tail
Cinnamon skin,...

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Silently you smiled from far peeping me
Smiled silently with mind of lonely 
Smiled from far seeing me
Peeped through the chink of door 
You’re looking what...

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Heaven's always weeping

          Just to grace your lash

        ...

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