Best Waxed Poems

In crackled tintypes bent with long ago,
Amid flaxen sunset and skies of cherry—
In worn leather-carved ancient scenario,
He dare not lie in milkweed prairie.

He rides resolute toward that sweat-tinged fame,
Always the heart’s hero of our once young eye,
As pale ivory range sighs softly his name
And we...

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Waxed Darkness – for contest


Her eyes distilled the beauty of the sunset
reflecting the innocence of peace.
Sweet redolence of salted breeze
teased the tongue 
to lick the sensuous mist,
danced amid pine cone wind chimes.
She blinked – eyes softly closing
savoring the delicacy of 
warm summer light fading
under waxed...

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