Best Sextet Poems

Losing her, a dream,
winter ravaged my soul and
Now the snowman melts.

Solitary bird,
why sing you only of spring
outside my window?

I stole a flower
from nature's bed,bottled it.
Now...

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Sad Sextet. 


Rainy day 
Wet dog on pavement 
Looking in
Seeing me
Sit by the cosy fireside 
Ignoring its plight....

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There's always a house
Some weird    vacant residence
Kids stay away from
Especially on certain nights
Those nights when the Moon is bright

Climbing those porch steps
Would...

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I wandered like a cursed devil
Roaming in the darkness of heaven
When all the angeI died, I saw an owl
End up in the womb of a...

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They all speak to me:
sometimes alone, 
like a solo cello with 
its sad, plaintive voice, 
tugging at my soul
like a magnet pulling 
at life's deep...

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Translation of Les Moulins de mon Cœur-THE WINDMILLS OF YOUR MIND by T. Wignesan

(For the orignal text in French by Eddy MARNAY : see here...

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SIGNS OF SPRING


The lawn is riddled with robins
A bevy of bluebirds too
Finches on the finch socks
And sparrows, more than a few

Three pairs of cardinals feeding
I...

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Alone
Couple
A crowd
Seasons
One hand
Sextet
Sin count
Octave
Cat lives
Two hands
Sports team
Dozen
Bad luck
Fortnight
XV
Grown up
Haiku
Golf holes
'nam age
One score



(7th December 2016 - entry to "duplex" contest)

Note: The 'nam reference was a bit...

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Hazel the eyes that dim on flight
And gazing low, she pauses there
On royal boat to rest on quay.
Fair princess knows what to rewrite
While bridal court...

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Kicked out of a theater for the twenty-sixth time,
the owner suggested to the highest building in town they should climb.
From there, throw yourselves down to...

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Between two lands of mountain mist 
There lies the lower plain 
Where bone-dry desert sands exist 
In constant need of rain. 
Yet still proud creatures...

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Scribal notions these, and oh so sorrowful,
But, despite their seeming poignance they are not additionally puissant, no. 
I have seem them, wrapped in warmed and...

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It only took a word from her,
A compliment about her singing;
Then she was picked for a travelling sextet;
This birdlett was soaring and winging.

For you see...

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Some shout no to corporate welfare
And spit on those who say otherwise.
Tax loopholes seem unfair,
To those who minimize
Their day-to-day and scrutinize
The monthly budget.
The craftsmen yowl...

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I have been here waiting for you
ankle deep in the salty sea
surrendering away my pride as I gaze into
the spent promises that lap at my...

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