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Premium Member Our Beloved Jack Ellison Bids Farewell
I got the bad news today, we were loosing a friend. One of our best Limerick writers Jack Ellison. Ailments are no surprise when growing older in age. A new Chapter in Jacks life as he leaves, and turns the page. His Writings came from his heart, that were written by him. Witty and silly Jack always left...

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Categories: bids, hero, journey, moving on,
Form: Rhyme
The Birds
Reclined under the shade of a snag tree, A babbler piqued my curiosity. Staggered by the companionship, initially. Then pleased. I discerned a lamenting warble... The massif offered commiserations to him, With an echo. A lorikeet adjoined him, ensuingly And, she twittered a novel... Which was beyond my comprehension. Nefarious humans are certainly not shaped, To perceive this heavenly beauty. His agonised warble was altered; Now sings a...

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Categories: bids, 4th grade, anxiety, appreciation,
Form: Romanticism



Premium Member As the day bids farewell - Bite Size
Streams of color blend seamlessly in swirls of delight. Heavily embossed across the faded sky, birds in flight. Sunset’s glowing colour of crimson and gold, As night’s velvety blanket begins to unfold. Whispers of a breeze wafting gently, flickers a scent. Evokes aromatic bursts, sensual yet earthy by intent....

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Categories: bids, earth day, sun,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member As Saturated Earth Bids Me Adieu
As Saturated Earth Bids Me Adieu As saturated earth bids me adieu Angry moon spat out darken, molded cheese There, prisoner in chains, thinking of you My evil captors doing what they please. Wicked lateral cuts gracing my arms Damn cratered knots all over my head That gypsy sold me a bag of dark charms He was hoping that soon I would be...

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Categories: bids, courage, creation, dark, death,
Form: Rhyme
Silent Parthenon Moments In Glowing Vibes In Prayer Bids
Why An Imam with a mobile is the last thing you will want For today, Has many reasons, many more to come in days to come! As your palm is already junk in a once hopeful Palmetto Room Stanza is an Italian Word. Synonym. Antonym. Room. Unfolding world, Father in dreams. The loudest...

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Categories: bids, absence,
Form: Free verse



Premium Member Bids Thee a Night of Good
*Image of A Good Night by Pixabay. Bids Thee A Night of Good O' fairest maiden, thy vaulted domain art free, Doth fleeth from thy bonds of horizons hold, Cast thyself, and claim your superb crown to be, Thy willfulness causeth favor amidst the bold, Luminescence shewn thee that thou hast donned, Transcend and traipse be thine eternal realm, Behold the arrested eyes...

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Categories: bids, appreciation, beautiful, moon,
Form: Classicism
Nature Bids Goodnight
Echos reflect off nature’s beautiful sites Warmth radiates as if in spectacular flight Mysterious moonbeams sparkle so bright Kissing upon the horizons softly before night Breezes caress each dew kissed leaf The end of days much needed relief Frozen moment in time being so brief Darkness teasing with sweet mischief Mother Nature exhales a velvety sigh As the sun bids...

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Categories: bids, beautiful, nature,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member When the Sun Bids Goodbye
Sometimes when the sun Hovering on the horizon in the eventide On a cold, windy winter day Is bidding goodbye at the close of day I watch it almost wistfully Wishing it would linger much longer Oh, the beautifully bright glow And the glory of it, I truly treasure What could be more magnificent? A molecule of melancholy hangs high In the frigid...

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Categories: bids, desire, imagery, longing, sun,
Form: Alliteration
Bids For Slavery
dismissed ethics allegations over 18 years ago how winter is my 2002 Olympic how sad is my song my soul my songs taken in the black and used to be a slave of money makers the scandal of Utah never to be told gets an Distinguished Service Award how dose your slaving go very well very well indeed ...

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Categories: bids, abuse, america, anger, anti
Form: Bio
Winter Bids Autumn Adieu
~Winter Bids Autumn Adieu~ Russet, orange and harvest gold Autumn is the season when colors unfold. The trees in celebration dancing to the wind preparing for the watery wayward winds to rescind. Lovers stroll hand in hand in the park while people throw frisbees to their dogs that bark. Children play jumping in the colorful leaves. Sweaters, shirts and jackets all with long sleeves. Soon the ground will be covered...

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Categories: bids, autumn,
Form: Alliteration
Daylight Bids Farewell
The sun pauses briefly then slowly drifts from view; The sky fills with magenta, orange, red, and golden hues. Forest shadows begin to creep along the forest floor, And melodious music is heard no more. Along the meandering brook a grey mist lifts then slowly glides, Beyond the tall pines, the moon attempts to hide. The Owl...

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Categories: bids, nature,
Form: Narrative
Premium Member Alaska Bids Goodbye
ALASKA BIDS GOODBYE the forget-me-knots smile and wave with dewdrop eyes ~ promise of return ~ 8/25/2017...

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Categories: bids, flower, travel,
Form: Haiku
Bids For Slavery
dismissed ethics allegations over 18 years ago how winter is my 2002 Olympic how sad is my song my soul my songs taken in the black and used to be a slave of money makers the scandal of Utah never to be told gets an Distinguished Service Award how dose your slaving go very well very well indeed ...

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Categories: bids, abuse, bullying, celebrity, child
Form: Bio
A Philosopher Bids Farewell To His Coat
(In the opera “La Bohème”, four impoverished students share a Paris apartment. Rodolfo falls in love with Mimi, a seamstress who is dying of tuberculosis. With money at an all-time low, Rodolfo’s friend, the philosopher Colline, decides he must pawn his overcoat in order to buy medicine for Mimi. In this aria (“Vecchia Zimarra”), he...

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Categories: bids, song,
Form: Quatrain
Heather Bids To Whither
You can't fool a dancer, hard reverb coming at you like Prancer- welcome-wagon interstellar like Lancer- holy demon! When did my steam stop? Holly weedin'! Where did you chop chop? Heeeeeeeeeeeey! ! ! ! Welcome here... Its home in the winter. Heeeeeeeeeeeey! ! ! ! Dear Splinter, it's a creep in the depths of the beat, it's the 'I won'ts' in the...

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Categories: bids, age, art, beautiful, growing
Form: Blitz

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