Long Mossed Poems

There is a water glint,
just shining through the copse beyond.
Autumn's sinking sun, 
barred by spindle trees and the last 
of summer's brindled reeds 
and sedge and rush that fringe this stilling pond.
.
 
Damp leaves hide...

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THREE ROCKS

Written for Competition :  A Magical Journey 
Sponsor : Constance La France

[ Prompt : I hold three magic rocks in my hand
   Rolling them over and over and over
  ...

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She was taken by bears, that was the consensus,
dragged off in her sleeping bag; tracks confirmed.

Later the child was eaten, but not before she died of old age.

She lodged with the Grizzlies, growing sturdy, unusually...

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Suddenly, 
all four of you, pretty maidens, bonded with sisterly love,
running, all the way down,
through the lush greenery of the jungle,
jump —
from the mossed green rocks, laughing and stealing the attention,
of all those who surround...

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PEACE


Bergs dot the ocean, even  in June,  and 
Thick  fogs  clothe the Labrador shore early each morning.
The sea ice rocks slowly in the harbor from wind and sun. 
As  I...

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PAIN AND LONGING 


Reluctant wood lay
marbled down His spine
as His passion extracted
His strength in diamond 
drops daggered 
my hip pain a micro
misplay of that which 
nailed His truth : 
Our bodies messages 
carrying might and...

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She was taken by bears;
that was the unlikely consensus -
dragged off in her sleeping bag, 
tracks confirmed.

She lodged with the grizzlies, 
growing sturdy, unusually hirsute
for a human girl, 
but pretty in a wide-bottomed way.
Eventually she...

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I am the un-find-able ...the hidden now
But outside the wild winds still blow 

I know lighter leaves in brighter hues still swirl 
move and gyrate to the beat of music 
arms and leaf tips in...

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I find the Christmas season can be very sad,
because it reminds me of all I have lost;
my sister, grandma, grandpa, mom and dad,
my husband and baby ... all names on stones mossed,
and I wander...

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Wind-gathered winter leaves hide the worn 
Inscription; the birth, the death the epitaph 
On show for all who take this path 
To know Sir John is buried here 
Beneath his coat of arms.

This baronet, the...

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Inside my heart is where you always dwell my darling
never forgotten
from that first kiss you were to be my true love
this love cannot be destroyed

You are
the rose inside my heart- dear
from that moment we...

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              Forlorn and lost,
        I hang my head like a dying flower;
   ...

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and in my dreamy dream I walk over a hill
where the high sun above is shining bright
and find an abandoned garden growing at will
with buds and blooms vibrant-  oh, what a sight

crocuses, roses,...

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Hitler Lives. 

In a village near mine an old man lives, so ancient
a TV station took an interest and interviewed him, 
they thought he must be 104 or more. I looked at 
the face his...

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I stood by the bridge 
Gazing down at the greens 
Of the trees on the banks 
At the union of streams. 

Through mossed balustrade 
Reflected I'd spy 
The spires of Magdalen 
In watery sky. 

Leaves...

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Deep in a green forest place,
where all creatures interlace,
among the lush all embrace,
while mossy vines grow and twine in swirls !

A tiny frog is leaping,
landing on a leaf creeping,
on a silent pond sleeping,
till' a...

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Have been on a journey to now,
it was hard but made it somehow;
I followed the teachings of Tao,
finding peace in a cat's meow.
It has been hard at times !

There are days that I am...

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BEYOND BRAINS

Oh! my poor soul! Worn out of what I am?
A loop of having evil after wicked!
My mood riding the rollercoaster,
Fearless and being gearless.

Who wants to take up the responsibility?
Science or spiritual, sigh is never.
Pushed...

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These past years I’ve lived in memories,
stitched together to fight the growing grey.

Thoughts and longings like light
dappled through the leaves of a forest.

Lost amongst the loam and brush
this fog settles, befuddles the mind.

Long forgotten branches...

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The earth is still with winter frost,
The forest shines with snow embossed,
The rocks now snowed had once been mossed, 
The clouds all move their snow exhaust.

The trees arrayed in garment white,
A velvet blackness falls with...

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                     My soul is bleeding, bleeding,
      as a thousand sharp...

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Serene sounds of the Rhythm of the Falls
Echo through the forests green canopied walls
Delightful in flow like Robin's pen
Where the Rhythm of the Falls will flow time and time again

Her liquid lullaby, capturing natures sight
Greened...

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