Best Sunbursts Poems

Her bare hands,
deeply wrinkled, touch the thorns 
on the rose. 

The petals-
color of the tiny pin-
prick of the blood

on her ring-
finger drop onto the cherry...

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A wintry sun
blinks in and out.
A clock shaped like a sunburst
tic-toc's late,
Saturday lolls in grungy time zones.

Out in the hurrying scurry
dragging half a poem around
head...

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clouds engulf the sky
mountains spear the night to day
sunbursts spew forthwith


Entry to contest sponsored by: Poet Destroyer A
Contest name: Any haiku will do
Written by: Carol...

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#68. MOON WINK 

I took a trip for fun, 
between the Earth and Sun, 
slid quietly between,
the star sun's scarlet sheen,
from its radiant show,
and in...

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"Mr. Moon And Secrets"

When I shared my secret with dear Mr. Moon,
He didn't keep my secret and across the lagoon,
He whispered to the breezes, although...

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You were once a small child 
With paper and crayon
Cacophony’s of colours 
Scribbles so crazily drawn.

Then Mummies and Daddies
Crafted with circles and lines.
Soon squiggles of...

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Hot white harvest 
a bone dry land 
years have been spent building 
this reapers Machine on desolate Sand 
American madness 
An empire of a dream,...

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She lives among the vibrant water lilies,
She lives in the clear, freshwater pond,
She loves to tend her flower bed of peace,
As sunbursts tend the gardens...

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Waves of breeze, flow through trees like the sea
Shadows map pavement, below my ride
Sunbursts of warm rays are reaching out to me

My mind clears nicely,...

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Pure joy 
Capturing sunbursts
What total eclipse of the soul...

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In an instant,
Our whole life changed,
For as soon as our eyes met,
I knew my fate was set.

 Stuttering I asked you out,
Begging God for just...

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Moon's midriff chequered with light blue letterboxes and legos 
Carbon-dating the museums of our miniature hands riding the nightingale jukeboxes, 
Contoured in concertos of glacier...

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