Best Wands Poems

I've been walking down this road alone
  Searching for a way to get back home
    but each brick releases pensive memories
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...inspired by and in dedication to ~  Victor Buhagiar, Robert Lindley (my mentors) and the rest of the PoetrySoup Family...thank you for your kindness...

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Flair

of ink

spilling sweet

cloudbursts of thought

flare billows of young imagination -

daydreamers ride the mind of story-time

using wands of

enchantment

penning 

worlds 


Susan Ashley
November 28, 2020


~ Third Place ~
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When wands of beauty spell the core of heart
a rapture gasped and pounded into me
my vision I long to capture in art
with hands of poetry...

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The Time of the Summer Solstice
 
Drums pulsing solemnly presage the break of dawn,
bonfires ablaze dot this auspicious June morn.
On the shores of Albion, Druid...

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She’s too titty to be a preacher.
She can’t even bead a rook.
A rental deceptionist?  Maybe.
At my teeth she once look a took.

As a wean...

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When dreamtime leads me to a mystic land
I saunter quietly ... climbing a hill,
For the kingdom of fairies and elves reigns
With gossamer wings and jewels...

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   Storms seductive desiring of dreams   
   Forms favoring moonlight of beams
    Craving hearts upon starlit...

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The snow was  drifting    drifting     drifting – white
like pearls of whispers falling on my cheek.
The stars were...

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Halloween 2

Haunted houses knock if you dare
Apple bobbing drenched wet hair
Lanterns waken shadows hidden
Laughing, giggling, excited children
Orange pumpkins large and small
Witches wands a spell to...

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As a chilly freezing breeze wraps us all around,
Snow-carpets stretch far, covering the ground.

Trees veil…wearing gowns pristine and white,
Sparkling brightly in the cold moonlit night.

Hanging...

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The elder tree is all the seasons in living form. In the winter it waves from beyond my windowpane with soft wands of brown, accepting...

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As dawn unfolds today beyond my fractured windowpane,
a breeze beguiles the ashen drapes. Like snakes they slip aside,
revealing wanton worlds that race and run aground,...

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Asters litter beds in rainbow colours
Berries red and black slowly growing
Clover adding bright patches of green
Daisy's dotting the rolling lawns
Enchanting us with their beauty
Fox gloves...

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"The Crow Bar"

she said,
here I bury my dead,
you can hear them sleeping
somnulent forget-me-nots,
snoring blithely unaware,
in neat rows between 
the thick,
ink injected lines,
their soiled lives
ploughed and...

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