Long Violette Poems

I had a long argument today...
Whilst sitting by the 
surcharging charging airport port,
shouldertoshoulder with this pastor.

Delayed flight and low juice
kept us there, squared off;
shoulder to shoulder.

He with his Righteousness,
me with my Right View.
He with all...

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J'apprends le français en ce moment
parce que j'ai l'intention de voyager à Paris.
Je ne parle pas couramment le français.
J'ai découvert Le Lac il y a quelques années.

Par un mariage
Du côté de ma mère,
nous sommes liés...

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There is my holdings my vineyards in Franco 
The eye waves flies off of his wine 
While making millions of euro dollars 
While ewe aer always...

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FANTASY LAND
 A
VIOLTTE POEM
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a land of few hippies',
where live elves' and pixies;
matriarchal fairies,
Irish drummers

where happy and laughter
and joy ever after
fun end to a chapter,
love their summers!

humans come to visit,
all so much fun isn'it
left leaving some...

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The end of November
Christmas looms ever nearer;
Gifts required for Buster Boy
Kitty Violette and Keira
As well as those for 
Their dads and mums
All to be bought before 
The dreaded day comes.
And the ads on the tele
Get...

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deep the void, he uttered
          words thus rarely muttered
               not once erred...

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Can eye Christian?
Can a man live and grow and eat and sleep can he even love? eye am reminded 
of a MOSES growing up in the desert after Egypt he was skilled the BIBLE says...

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chlorophyll greenery, Spring’s
creamery daffodils chock-full of light.
bees alight; honey wings.

violette clematis rife —
the ribbon wraps ‘round my neighbor’s mailbox.
her preserve rocks wildlife.

the southern cottonwood tree
sheds seeds of tumbleweed-like fluff, blowing
in warm wind; swing drifts free.

sights...

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Plucky, we see the pond
With dervish eyes we bond
Dive in the great beyond
And ooh la la

He thinks she’s quite a dish
Handsome’s her one true wish
Into the sheets they swish
With great oompah

Like thrashing out of sea
Steamy...

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Pretty little princess
in bows and pink sundress
gifts and presents wondrous
year old today

Ribbons, sashes, ruffles
on floor crawls and shuffles
loud laughter and snuffles
childlike display

Mom and dad are so-so
lives changed a year ago
turned their whole world wacko
baby array

Parents...

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Ode To Infinity 
As I pen this ODE TO INFINITY 
into a new translation of existance, 
I become obsessed with time. 
The way I understand it 
is that I can have everything, 
except ewe in...

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He met her in Dallas
In the Silver Palace
Said her name was Alice -
He was nineteen

She said,"Let's join forces!"
He said,"I ride horses -
We've seperate courses,
You are pristine!"

But she had known lovers
And seen 'neath the covers
Of more...

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I had a dreamy dream,
that I was a moon beam;
a pretty goddess queen,
holding the moon.

It was warm in my hands,
this full moon of all lands;
shifting like desert sands,
I felt no gloom.

It was so heavenly,
picked from...

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We welcome days of spring,
fledglings are on the wing;
I hear them sweetly sing
in skies of blue

Our farmer’s up at dawn
spring lambs are being born,
they’ll play from dusk till dawn
as babies do.

I’ve grown pretty flowers,
which brighten...

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Violette Poem-Nature’s Design

Some folks like cold weather.
Want the warm air, never.
Could have snow forever.
Wintertime kind.

A snowstorm is outside,
covering countrywide.
Go have a fun sleigh ride.
Oh no, Springtime!

It’s called a Noreaster.
So, don’t get spring fever,
nor outdoor plans...

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WILDLIFE SUFFERS
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clearing woodland! really?
makes me feel so teary.
right now my eyes, bleary,
wildlife suffers

once, all mankind, hunters,
nothing left, no grunters!
human beings, shunters! 
bald land coiffures

for sustenance, gathered
no land back then, shattered
now the land is battered
us all...

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why eye can be a poet 
why eye can be a poet 
eye was not rich 
or even famous not built like some gREEKgod 
Not gifted much but almost worldly 
And almost taken by the...

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restless sleep... the nightmares..
i shut my eyes some-wheres.
to find myself upstairs...
gasping... gagging...

in a darkroom hidden...
i felt as if chidden...
was I in a midden...
my guilt... bragging...

thinking I was dying...
face wet... i'd been crying...
my eye's felt blank...prying...
voices...

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We’re truth and light combined, 
where the stars are aligned, 
all things of love entwined-
hope is endured.

Existence has survived, 
faith finally revived, 
no scheme can be contrived- 
with dreams insured. 

Pain dreads all the cheerful,
when...

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Self Discovery
A
Violette Poem

sometimes I remember
our time in September
that became an ember
Faint memories

it's unforgettable
not understandable
We aren't valuable
gone centuries

I gave you everything
my love was bellyaching
you don't give anything
wasted journeys

your love slipped from my hands
please stop violent chants
your...

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I scrambled on the hill,
avoiding any spill.
The rocks required some skill
to stay upright.

A covering of leaves,
hid brambles, thick as thieves,
and roots, I do believe,
lurked out of sight.

So pick your path with care,
some sturdy shoes to...

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Arousing affective 
Wistful retrospective
Amorous perspective
Sweet regression 

Mystic enigmatic 
Spellbound charismatic
E'er melodramatic
Sweet discretion

Sacred sanctuary
Lovers legendary
Raw imaginary 
Sweet impression

Wandering allseeing
Spirits freely fleeing 
Roaming unbound being 
Sweet obsession

Candied fine confection 
Dulcet recollection
Stirring retrospection
Sweet digression



AP: 2nd place 2020

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Spring begins to grumble
 That winter won't crumble
 Seasons seem in jumble
 Snow still falling

 The breeze will soon escort
 And spring it will exhort
 As blooms she will assort
 No more bawling

 Then lilacs...

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Violette Poem

Violets Renowned

Wild violets renowned
Prayers with grace astound
One flower would spellbound
Hundreds granted

Yard covered with flowers
Showing God's great powers
God's love gives them hours
Gift not planted

Violets in beauty
Whisper of God's duty
To teach His tutee
A song chanted

Will we...

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hear the happy skittle 
knows he isn't brittle
laughs at flying spittal 
from the vicars

see the sullen dancer
living fearing cancer
seldom wants an answer
always bickers

smell the Christmas fairy
legs and arms so hairy
makes me rather wary
nostril pickers

man who's...

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