January Metaphor Poems

Sensation of Light (Linking Pin Sonnet)

Like a Venus flytrap, you swayed in the night
Night raising the mind's trace of soft flowing light
Light of fragrance as...

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Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde

Jovial Dr Jekyll played for juvenile Justice
              ...

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In the webbed corners of my brain 
There blooms a sinister flower 
Its petals dripping with venom 
 And thick roots entwined with despair 

Begins...

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Deep in my shrewd mind, a storm rages on 
Dark clouds gather as the wind howls till dawn
A tempest of thoughts, I cannot control
A battle...

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your skin …

cornflow’r in the moonlite
through louvers that
slice you to tender shards
of opalescence
arranged like piano keys on
Egyptian percale
the sea of sheets we so
often drown in...

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so many smiles have pierced my passions
speared by dazzling white
so much dear flesh resolved to warm me
midst those moonlight nights
for ne’er should once I take...

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Time is a river that flows endlessly
Carrying memories and dreams along the way
Sometimes it is calm and gentle, sometimes it is rough and stormy
But time...

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Written: January 07, 2024
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eyes are soul gates    ...

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Why I Love Writing Poetry?

Did I mean why I love writing poems?
Nevertheless, I love writing poems or poetry:
To simply have fun, make others happy,
Inspire and...

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I balance my illicitly obtained bottle of absinthe from a man who knows a man, for an exorbitant amount of Euros, on the worn wooden...

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in spring
I am tears on your window,
and spears of thistle,
piggybacking your breeze …

in summer
I am warmth on your brow,
and dew,
cool upon your dusk and dawn...

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*Image of Cupped Mouse by Pixabay.

Chance

A game of cups
where lies the cheese
as senses vary
sharp to dull
tries our ability
to perceive.
Despite it all
when all appears
are not the...

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Storm blows wild wind from horizon’s dark recess,
my old sailing boat in the turbulent sea tosses.
Fear says it will sink, I don’t believe, he is...

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The words taste like music
from worlds long ago
Each letter resavored
in harmonies old 

Coming to harvest
their sweetness imbues
A cave for an orchard
in wall painted hues

Old symbols...

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Like branches of a rooted, sturdy tree, 
       a family survives- 
       ...

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