Morphed Poems - Poems about Morphed

Dawn lifts onyx shroud from sky clear of cloud, from dome’s color crowd spread hued specks in air. Garden glows in flare, dew shines pearly glow ...

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It was one of those days when the cold nipped and sliced but the air was so pure that it's freshness enticed.. It was one of those days with a robin blue sky and cotton cumulus clouds that kept drifting on by, It was one of those days when the earth kept on spinning and your soul felt such peace that you couldn't...

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The branching trees stand straight in evergreen forest On the canopy clouds torn from the sky come to rest. Moist leaves will get luster from morning sunrays soon After the dust is washed by the night rains of monsoon. Humankind spreads like forest in clustered population Vibrantly nurturing the tenets of diverse civilization. People prospered sharing the earth’s common resources Developed...

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Mundane matters motley Muddy minds mostly Melding, moulding, miring Mindlessly meandering Meek moribund musing Mindfulness missing Mystics mentalism mimic Marring meditation’s magic 30-June-2022 Begin with a letter Poetry Contest Sponsor: Angela Tune...

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our world has befallen upon weirdest of times Pandemic oozes out of our brains into our lives Misinformation keeps us at the edge of our sanity I stayed hidden for about twelve months But three days ago I morphed into a butterfly to fly above those others who remain down...

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Feet rest at bay of bliss before final journey starts to keep promise made to self etch lasting footprints on twilight sea shore. From morphed hourglass slip away sands of time. September 12, 2020 Photo chosen : #2 Syllable count : 1/2/3/4/10/10/4/3/2/1 Checked on howmanysyllables.com Contest : Double Tetractys 2 Sponsor : Eve Roper...

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Tom morphed into a chubby cat ...

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What a long friendship with moon ! I refuse to accept the blast. Papa is dead, he said and latched on to circularity. I don’t seek the interbreeding with terror. It was me in reverse mode of cryptomania. Too stoic;stop. I think I am wrong ; stop. And a serenade for the lady luck. This life was too much for me ; stop. Androgynous. The female body wants to...

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In the fields as she picks flowers Beauty compounds within the scene She holds them hearing their powers In the fields she picks her flowers They never did seem at all sour Her soul holds them dear as she’s seen In the fields as she picks flowers Beauty compounds within the scene Russell Sivey Form Triolet The power of the flowers is extreme It is beautiful...

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Are you a human? Devoid of feelings, Devoid of the basic human-force? How can this be? Such a ruthless being as you Full of selfishness, Unkind hopelessness; This cannot be... You're two-faced: Are you a woman? A lady methinks? Full of love, and sensitive touch You look like one, But can I be deceived? Oh no, I don't feel my heart, You are a woman, A Deceptive Spirit, Devoid of any feelings But...

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