Best Ten Lines Poems

Anomaly don't enter contests like this
the style is a bit avant-garde,
I'm a bit of an oldie, preferring baroque
and finding this bona fide hard.
The cacophony of words dancing round in my head,
carte blanche to use this ten word list,
this is my third attempt, seems a bit...

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TEN LINES - FIVE WORDS

Your smile is so bright
It lights up my night

The radiance of your face
Causes my heart to race

Your kisses are like honey
They make my life sunny

You're one of a kind
You make my life shine

God made you so divine
And I'm glad you're mine


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Ten words ten lines 2-Big Surf Competition

After a long ennui of big wave competitions
surfers take to Oahu's North Shore "to go for baroque."
For these bonafide big wave riders hanging ten
is party time, cake frosted with elan and deju vu.
Waves peaking it's face into the eyes...

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Born to the best mom on this beautiful mother earth
I was little luckier then the rest
Simply successful school life
Followed by flourishing fun at college
Getting married to my mate from childhood
Filled my life with love and merriment
Working as a teacher who is favorite of all
Mother to...

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Deja Vu; I believe that's what knowing minds call this anomaly. 
Another Baroque tinged ballroom boasting bona fide blue-bloods.
Poorly feigned elan for the singing dilettante causing the cacophony. 
The ennui in the room due, I'm sure, to the
 artistic Carte Blanche given the chirping dud.
It's...

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DEFINING LIFE
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Anomaly... abnormalities that can and... do confound us all...
Avant-garde... new words... alive with meaning prance across the page...
Baroque... words... can they but allude to that amazing style... if at all...
Bona fide... from my pen the truth oft flows... to calm world rage...
Cacophony... words can...

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Grandmother Always Encouraged

As I stood in front of the baroque painting
"Old Woman and a Boy with Candles", by Sir Peter Paul Rubens
instantly trigger a warped déjà vu. 
An ebullient cacophony of absent voices I used to have with my grandmother. 
She would give me carte...

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The maw of the whorl
The myth of the whore
The mouth of the world
The moth of the wind
The mother of the wolf
The monster of the wild
The mountain of the white
The measure of the wise
The memory of the wicked
The making of the whole...

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Apartment perched in a ghetto menagerie of hateful mockingbirds
Safety code bribery has uncaged my anger recluse, 
which now morally infuse me with pellucid fearlessness
Seeing street labor children sniffing nerve-numbing plastic bag criminality
Ill frangipani odor of middle bun dope runner hands,
concocting poisonous fumes of meth and...

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I enjoyed my young years crafting poems and art.

     At eighteen, I then married the love of my heart.

          By my age twenty-four, was a mother of three.

    ...

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It is September and I fly over the twilight with my
Brothers and sisters, luscious ripples of a moment,
Pellucid waters underneath.
We are mockingbirds escaping this menagerie
Of thoughts, pouring in, to infuse our lifeline, our
Bloodline, drinking the nectar of the Frangipani,
As it turns our feathers to acrylic...

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Ten Lines In The Sand

Ripples  adorn  life  finding  tides in the  ocean writing home  ten
homely ingredients for swirling with graceful tapestry of the  sun

LOVE  COMPASSION and KINDNESS washing  cleansing eternally
where they meet gravity’s pull and push...

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1.  The most important day of my life was birth,
  2.  and the day I got married, oh, that was amazing.
    3.  But my love has gone away just a name engraved.
      4....

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TEN WORDS, TEN LINES 2

She possessed a baroque sense of the love of music
Her avant-garde anomaly led to a cacophony of laughter
Her misconceived dilettante for this great art
Was put forth with great aplomb  
Truly an elan display producing an ennui of de ja vu
Predicated...

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born into country life to two ordinary parents
raised protestant and to be a good girl
high school came, peer pressure, virgin no more with high school sweetheart
college life, hell raiser, free spirit
living life on the edge, drugs, drinking escaped to Florida
city life, hard working, baby to...

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