Best Traditional Poems

love shines in freedom
lives blossom in commitment
concrete images

Brian Johnston
May 1, 2016...

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clouds eclipse the sun
my shadow plays hide and seek
on daisy filled dell

Brian Johnston
April 27, 2016...

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Many a poet I know a fool
acting like they know-it-all
many a poet I know a tool
acting like "Mr Poet-all" 
unknowingly showing me 
their knowledge of poetry
has boundaries surrounding
ideas rebounding around 
their impounded grounds 
only seeing the same repeatedly 
nothing new unfortunately 
forever under lock and...

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Winter
The kiss of death
That downs the autumn leaves
To burn in crimson flames beneath
The ice 

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Author:  Elaine Cecelia George, of Canada

Awarded:  First Place in Brian Strand's
                 Traditional Cinquain...

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The sun receded quietly on a relaxing siesta, as 
Calm clouds of the mid-afternoon smiled henced,
The beat of the drums provideth dancing rhythm
As she moved in pure elegance with harmony, to
A style of danced buoyantly bouncing in melody.

Crafted beadworks accented her warmth charm,
Under her delicately...

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golden morning

daffodil heads turn

following the sun...

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Nightmares
Deep inset fears
Heartbeat races forward
Overwhelmed with anxious feeling
Fearful...

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Wooden window creaks -
Tree branch swing hanging lowly 
Peeking sun thaws snow...

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The  woman married at a young age
to the eldest son of a farmer-
my maternal uncle and neighbor.

Usually, she woke up early at the crow's caw
and swept the dirt floor of the house with a broom
often wiping it with water and a nura ( wet...

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tiny hands, small feet
chuckling little laughs
I can't have a seat
burning in my calves
when is my retreat?

Messes all day
overthrown by smiles
child lead the way
track them for miles

one small step
turns to leaps
where's time kept?

not here...
not there...

WHERE?...

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So cold
The kiss of death
That downs the autumn leaves
To burn in crimson flames beneath
Her ice


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FIRST PLACE: In Brian Strand's contest - High Fives...

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a full day of fun
lots of eating and resting
football on the tube...

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Butterfly wing door vestibule builds anticipation  
Shuffled, carpet muffled greetings, familiar embraces                     
Piloted by Holy Spirit, seated hushed congregation 
Ritual of ornate cathedral thanks...

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In the fading august sunset 
I walk out of my mud house  
In my checkered coloured kente
And dazzling wooden slippers.
As the sounds of the drums echo behind
I dance to the tune of its melodic songs.
Gong Gong Gong Gong Gong!
The beats resound whirling along with...

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