The Moon in the Rowan Tree
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Head twitching,
black eye gleaming, reflecting moonlight,
He dreams of hoarding that great shiny orb.
Tucking it in with his precious treasures
inside the Rowan tree to fea...
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Categories:
coppery, allegory, fantasy, gothic, introspection,
Form: Narrative
Flickering Dreams Beneath Stars
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Written: February 1st, 2025 For contest by Sponsored by: Brian Strand
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Tethered to a wick, flickering in...
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Categories:
coppery, dream, moon, nature,
Form: Free verse
Rococo Seduction
...O lady, banish my monochrome days
and weave your coppery threads into
a dim red florescence of coyote words;
There you stand draped in beige chiffon
against the Tomistic piety of a striptease s...
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Categories:
coppery, appreciation, happy, sea, sensual,
Form: Free verse
beaver moon
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coppery polish
ravenous iron jaws yawn ~
beaver befuddled
(November Full Moon – Algonquin)
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Categories:
coppery, animal, environment, moon, native
Form: Haiku
Your indifference is the abandoned torch that scours old bridges
...Your indifference is the abandoned torch that scours old bridges,
Hiding in shadows the echoes of each tremulous and cold step.
Your wounds, coppery reliefs that lure me dishonorably,
Urge me to e...
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Categories:
coppery, fantasy,
Form: Free verse
In the crypt of the soul, I build the days
...In the crypt of the soul, I build the days,
Today, yesterday, tomorrow, in a hidden sanctuary,
On the parchment of silence, I place shattered thoughts,
And in the dew of mornings, I clothe t...
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Categories:
coppery, fantasy,
Form: Free verse
The Ocean Beckons -POTD
...The waves crushing her tiny body with striking blows
White creamy wash caresses her golden skin as the wave slows
Moving sluggishly towards the horizon
Because of a recurring vision she hopes ...
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Categories:
coppery, fantasy, ocean,
Form: Rhyme
Jim Goes To Gym
...I took a long look at him:
Body of user of Gym
Wants muscles, not to seen trim;
His Agnes might remain The Slim!
There a Tim trains, so does Kim;
Then, why can't he Mister Jim?
Yeah! About ti...
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Categories:
coppery, character, courage, sports, stress,
Form: Rhyme
Lacrees a Princess Frog
...Her exquisite lace linen collar tiered in layers of dainty threes
Was not the only beautifying feature of Princess LaCrees
Her beetle necklace of green peridot was engraved well
Her monocle was de...
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Categories:
coppery, 10th grade, 5th grade,
Form: Rhyme
The Glow of Dawn's Horizon
...Daybreak usually greets me when it ascends each day.
Yawning, I drowsily rise from the comfort of my bed
as the horizon glows with colors in resplendent array.
Dawn announces, "The w...
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Categories:
coppery, morning, sun,
Form: Villanelle
Oppression
...A Poem-A-Day:
I read today, in a poem entitled "Lion":
"I foraged, first to find the light dappling the leaves,
then breathed into an infinite power, feminine rust,
a coppery taste of salvage, ...
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Categories:
coppery, africa, allusion, appreciation,
Form: Prose
Clerihew Delacroix
...Eugene Delacroix vigorous in style
straight to the point,without guile
He loved lush reds& coppery green
set-piece commission were surely his scene...
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Categories:
coppery, art, people,
Form: Clerihew
An Answer To Breast Cancer
...Soon, it got up to Dr. Spencer
Burning incense on coppery censer
In pursuit of a fitting answer
To the craziest hard hitting cancer:
A line he’d toed for an ulcer
And it result gave him for G...
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Categories:
coppery, anxiety, cancer, care, health,
Form: Rhyme
The Heart
...The Heart
The moon calls to a blue heart
The trees bow to the ground and
Shadows dance in the night
A lonely heart cries for company
The sun rises, and the heart dances
in coppery fields
Th...
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Categories:
coppery, loneliness,
Form: Free verse
Of Ancient Hugs and Vomits
...Our marriage is laden.
Like dishes stuck in the sink for days.
Putrid.
Glazed with coppery laughter and leathery fights.
T I R E D,
I then made home
from the metaphors
of my head.
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Categories:
coppery, deep,
Form: Prose Poetry
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