Best Shutter Poems

'Twas a sound I thought alarming, most assuredly disarming;
Up I rose from peaceful slumber to discern what it might be.
While my candle flickered, wavered; whilst...

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The freedom to love is threatened
                   ...

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Please do not touch

Just read the signs dotted around the gallery display
So you take a selfie ...
What harm can it do?

Your camera shutter
clicks 
clicks 
clicks
as...

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Quote by: Tom Woody  Poem by: Mystic Rose  

Every sunset closes the door on a day of pain and sorrow. And each sunrise...

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With my brightened lens, I watch you
mystically zooming in     zooming out,
and my eyes focus on the shutter where
 a hundred gulls...

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I BUTTON THE SHUTTERS HIGH AND LOW,
AS HIGH STRONG WINDS BEGIN TO BLOW. 
A NIGHT OF TERROR BEFORE MY EYES,
AS DARK GRAY CLOUDS HAVE FILLED...

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There they come,
I see them from my window
Although it's very dark
The streets lights make them glow
I closed and locked each shutter
As it seems like I’m...

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BEAUTIFUL SADNESS

“The melancholy days are come, the saddest of the year,
Of wailing winds, and naked woods and meadows
brown and sear.”   William C. Bryant

Does...

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Drip

Drop

Water drop cascades under sapphire afterglow
Undoing 4 month deprivations

Muffled moans surround crimson fireplace

Crackling of fire
Thrusts of skin
Retinal vibrations shutter her pilot light deep within

She ascended...

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At the end of summer as the days light grows shorter,
I’ll pack up the last pains of trouble, and live every tranquil
Moment of splendors warmth...

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There's one who acts like a righteous queen
Prattling peacock, she loves to pose and preen
She is surly and gruff
Heckling slurs with a huff
And denouncing the...

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Voting day at long last has arrived.
Scrambling through closet,
a cavernous space in accumulation.
In the deepest darkest corner, 
purpose achieved, 
garnering my three by five inch...

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The great Sabbath day descended, though not in my heart and mind
On this new day,
I imagined rays of God’s light shining generously upon the mountains,
Pools...

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Oh ...

Spring-tide ...
Always things that juxtapose,
Life never flows as smoothly as a gentle rill 'round a stone.
Brief notes of harmony, torn asunder by a cacophony...

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the face of emotion

an ocean and grains of sand

a breath taken from the heart,    

then blown away in slow motion

banned altogether in...

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