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- Striking Fear Home -

 

As the winds breathe heavily darkened within fury
Moaning filled with clouds begins speaking 
Through stormy turbulent assaults with waves that kill

A ballad is blown away like feathers from angels wings
Rain falling heavily driven by natures unyielding force 
Trees bend to salute the host's almighty anger 

Hurricane's orchestra romancing chaos turns 
Striking tempest flashing lightening power of creation speaks 
Rumbling voices roaring echoes carried from the  heaven's  

The action and power of love both earthly and heavenly
Crackling forks sparking separating inside an air like music dawns
Floods flow down a neck chain around the mountain's face 

Rushing to an ocean's source where it's kissed by the salt of grace 
Washed in a seabed finding her resting place safe inside an oyster 
Enormous waves sad and monotonous, which eventually dies










A collaborated poem 
Anne-Lise Andresen and Liam Mc Daid 
14.09. 2017
tristich unrhymed 
Copyright © All Rights Reserved

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Mountain

The airy mountain, lush and green, they call home
Perched on shaky rock, the waters beneath swash and foam
Goats graze, cattle feed, fields of corn and wheat they comb

Stored in the belly of the hefty hill
The harvest, food for all, food to fill
Spring is here, they forget the winter chill

Swimming in the mountain stream, singing of selfish praise
Not a worried eye to be seen, to the sky a glass they raise
Foolish people dance and scream, their minds muddled, their hearts ablaze

Through the earthen caverns they wander
Wealth and fortune they do squander
They do not think, they do not ponder

What a waste these people brought
No knowledge gained, no answers sought
Squabbles grow more and more, 'ore the land they fought

Blood spilled, turning the mountain red
The rocks toppled, the peak lost its head
Waste away they do, no stopping 'till they're dead.

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One Proud Yellow Dandelion

One Proud Yellow Dandelion

Lantanas and pears are lushly in bloom,
Baby chartreuse leaves brighten winter’s late gloom
And one proud yellow dandelion.

We wait for the redbuds – where are you?
There are dark spring clouds under the blue,
And one proud yellow dandelion.

Nandina berries like Christmas late,
Spring cold breezes now sealing their fate,
And one proud yellow dandelion.

Courageously the dandelion stiffly stands,
Knowing it will change, blow like sand,
And mother the earth with new children.

To bloom and fly away.

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How the Moon does it

The moon spoons pieces of jeweled firmament from the universe's dark heart
into her golden bowl, mixes incandescent milk with a cool touch,
then pours it all out on us in tender love, hoping we are ready for such a gift.



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December 19, 2016
For Kai Michael Neumann's contest - 'Moon Spoon'

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- Striking Fear Home -

As the winds breathe heavily darkened within fury
Moaning filled with clouds begins speaking 
Through stormy turbulent assaults with waves that kill

A ballad is blown away like feathers from angels wings
Rain falling heavily driven by natures unyielding force 
Trees bend to salute the host's almighty anger 

Hurricane's orchestra romancing chaos turns 
Striking tempest flashing lightening power of creation speaks 
Rumbling voices roaring echoes carried from the  heaven's  

The action and power of love both earthly and heavenly
Crackling forks sparking separating inside an air like music dawns
Floods flow down a neck chain around the mountain's face 

Rushing to an ocean's source where it's kissed by the salt of grace 
Washed in a seabed finding her resting place safe inside an oyster 
Enormous waves sad and monotonous, which eventually dies



A collaborated poem 
Anne-Lise Andresen and Liam Mc Daid 
14.09. 2017
tristich unrhymed 
Copyright © All Rights Reserved

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Ethiopian Eyes



Addis Ababa pulse,
Blue Nile passion flow
into the heart of a Mtoto midnight

Tropical forest desires,
soft Harari waves moving
at the tidal touch crescent height

Jijiga sepia legs
dancing Danakil closer to ebb dreams
Anticipated pleasure from the static electricity

Nubian swaying hips,
snowflake moans Mekelle melted
Zebra fire kiss ... burnished lips of lava intensity

Ethiopian eyes
ever ebony sparkling
Candice soul of a regal queen

Ethiopian eyes
ivory moonlight glistening
Love shared beneath a starlit covering  

Ethiopian shut eyes,
solar eclipse illuminating
Cosmic soul of a celestial being

Ethiopian open eyes,
angelic attraction overwhelming
Love vowed with a silhouette veil lifting

Ethiopian eyes
reveal a forever dawn
of a love affair never ending

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Thoughts About Marigolds

Marigolds, bright spot of September,
When all around is drooping limber,
As life in accord with His plan remembers

To prepare itself to sleep.

You perk in yellows and burnished gold,
And tell us winter won't really blow cold,
And we won't truly grow old

As long as you are there.

You hold us in our dreary nature,
And our attention to you capture,
As holidays, parties and glories enrapture

Hot summer hearts with hope.

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Monday the Moon--A Diary

A quarter white and bright against blue charcoal skies,
Not a cloud, cirrus or otherwise to cover you.
Do I see your “man” curling on his back?

The little dog pulls on a web night leash,
You are half, behind drifting shadow mists,
Does your “man” carry a sack?

Disappointment reins as night clouds gain,
Gain the sky for their own, yet perhaps
Your “man” is covered with a blanket of foam.

You burst your fullness, say “Here am I?
Keep your eyes peeled to the sky,
I know you, I’ll guide you “man in the” home.

Yes, my man carries a sack full of lucky stars.

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A Suicide

White cross bone and a skull
Poison's warning symbol
For those who couldn't mull

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A Taste of Summer

a fresh thirst quencher
sliced watermelon in red
alluring beauty

mulberry picking
romantic stolen kisses
dark purple dyed lips

crushed grape juice slithers
into her desirous mouth
she feasts avidly

overflowing bowl
red strawberries and ice-cream
summer temptation

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Contest: VERNAL 2017 Standard
(Three Liner; up to max 12 lines) 
Sponsor: Brian Strand
Placed 2nd

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ON THAT DAY a tercet

Brighter,light hearted,looking upward
reaching out..to listen and hear
words of renewal..borne on the wind

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TRISTICH AGAIN

Wardrobes, full of clothes,
crossstitch cluttered walls-
her shadow still clouds my mind


TRISTICH IS A PARALLEL VERSE(Inspired by Hebrew Biblical parallels) it comprises  L1 theme L2 ECHO of theme L3 Punchline/observation

You may hear me recite this tristich and more of my PS poetry on youtube under my pen name ichthyschiro

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City Of Trees



I saw one day a city of trees
Walking down a path with me
Following hidden eyes to see

Saplings jungled up together
Like a stream of walkers too
Confused at all by windy weather

Deer pellets scattered walk-aways
Somebody's got to clean that up
Small insects eat away the maze

Emerald canopy of light
Daylight flyers speeding through
Branches complicate their flight 

Crowded young trees struggling tight
Set an arboreal street fight
Leaping tall for teen age light

Botanical light shows in the trees
Sun rays scattering breezily through
Red and green for traffic leaves

Partying fireflies up all night
Celestial revue of starlight bright
Crickets and peepers sing delight

Subway system of crooked holes 
Gophers nudging sexy moles
Touching each other heading home

Spiders vending corpsal flies
In handy snacky six-pack buys 
To homeward-bound commuter eyes

Fauna's eating Flora The Breeze
Loving her out in the hot dry leaves
Completing her lust for life you see

And Green Man is the mayor bold
Dryad, she's his squeeze and maid
Public works by beavers laid

Learning to walk, a child of three
First time I saw the City of Trees
Dryad was holding her hand for me

Dryad, she's my love to be
Taking her inventory of bees
Holding her charms about the trees

So we say and so it seems
City of Trees and sunlight beams
Making love for me and my dreams

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EVEN MORE FORMS I PROMOTED TO MY PS PEERS over the years

DISTICH TRISTICH truth to tell, two or three lines in parallel
TETRACTYS Stebbings did contrive a complete thought in five
DEMI SONNET at  sixes and sevens
VERBLESS POETRY verse in words sans verbs

hear me recite from my 4100+ PS anthology on youtube under my pen name ichthyschiro..

catch my short forms@strand poet on twitter..

read my kindle guides on amazon

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The Sleep of Youth

The Sleep of Youth

The yawning of the night light whispers,"Sleep"
As eyes close...And Day's woes...
Are lost in swift retreat.

Dreams saunter, softly searching, whom to grog...
With the ease...Of the breeze...
For sailing 'Tir na nog'. 


1.15.2017©deborah burch 


Form: tristich verse

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Rainy Days

Silver fog rose
Camera won't focus 'pon the gray
Raindroplets pose  

Form: Tristich ...
Parallel in thought 

A strophe, stanza, or poem consisting of three lines

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I'M FEELING FRUITY

watermelon smile
hard green skin hides your beauty
i spit out the pips

12~31~16


THE TROIKA (Haiku with hooves) Contest

Three lines of galloping poetic thought
similar to the Haiku as it will maintain the 5-7-5 syllable count
different in that it no juxtaposition is needed

Sponsored by John Lawless

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TRISTICH TRIO

A TRISTICH TRIO
an unexpected guest arrives,
the daily routine is upset-
cancer leaves its calling card
........
tears begin to fall.
emotion becomes a flood-
a cataract of regret flows
.......
a realisation dawns,
fleeting thoughts crystallize-
as 'as is' moment of hope is born

TRISTICH IS A PARALLEL VERSE(Inspired by Hebrew Biblical parallels) it comprises  L1 theme L2 ECHO of theme L3 Punchline/observation

You may hear tristich  me recite this and more of my PS poetry on youtube under my pen name ichthyschiro

Read over 250 more of my short forms @strand poet on twitter

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Moon Spoon

with outstretched hand I scoop the full moon

             as it floats on the horizon...

        a wish trickles between my fingers

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                Contest: Moon Spoon
                     [A Three Liner]
          Sponsor: Kai Michael Neumann
                         Placed 3rd

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WHOLE NEW BALL GAME

re post inspired by Phil contest

WHOLE NEW BALL GAME

still

rounders

in the park

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Travel Light

 With open arms embrace the light
Let the light reveal the darkness
Then travel into His presence so bright

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Collectables, Treasures and Feelings

 Collectables

Collectables in a antique cabinet,
static and dusty relics, yet-
a hallow feeling dwells in my heart.

Treasures

A treasured old doll upon my lace bed,
a tattered worn dress in pink & bow-
I imagine my grandma at play.

Feelings

A framed picture on my dresser,
hand painted, black on white-
within my heart lives on.

_____________________
November 15, 2016

Tristich/Collectables, Treasures and Feelings
Copyright Protected, ID 850272

Vernal 2017 Standard Contest
Brian Strand

First Place

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MINiMALIST tercet

Minimal, precise and direct 
neat, sweet conceptions settle
upon a large white s p a c e

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Onisms Of Despair

Like a small chionophile
Trapped in the Sahara Desert
Onisms of despair flood awhile

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Onism

Onism grips depths of my heart
Visions of places never seen 
Dance in view before I depart