January Picture Poems

In golden hues that dance upon the land,
the radiant light, a painter’s delight.
A symphony of colors, hand in hand,
illuminate the world, both day and night.
A...

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My heirloom- finest work of art

my mother crafted with her heart

after I drew it by a chart

on linen cloth stretched for the part

of filling in...

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On horseback, he seemed taller
At 6’4”, he wasn’t really smaller
Than those who wore a white-collar
Going through life to make a dollar

In the picture, he didn’t...

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SILHOUETTE (19/23) — PICTURE


Visual collage
Sanguine craft loiters;
Parallel worlds

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Here I shape
My own landscape
As my hands trade
Each loving act
To frame pure fact

Here I sign
With peace of mind
With...

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R-efulgent
E-arth
M-akes
I-t
L-uminous
Y-ielding
N-ature's

E-very
S-plendid
P-icture
I-f
R-adiance
I-llumines
T-he
U-niverse

Topic: Birthday of Remilyn Espiritu (January 04) 
Form: Vertical Monocrostic...

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I love you to the moon and back

Stuck in lover's purgatory

A picture of a thousand kisses

Kept inside thy wallet

Or on a mantle piece

In broken frame

Underneath...

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C-oming
R-adiance
I-s
S-oon
T-o
I-ntroduce
N-ew
E-ffulgent

P-icture
A-s
S-unny
C-lime
U-ses
A-pparent
L-ight

Topic: Birthday of Cristine Pascual (January 18) 
Form: Vertical Monocrostic...

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M-orn
A-nd
R-ays
I-n
A-ppearance

E-ndorse
S-unny
P-icture
E-rasing
R-ain
A-s
N-ew
Z-enith
A-ctualizes

B-etween
A-nother
L-ovely
L-ight
A-nd
R-adiant
B-eacon
A-llowing
R-efulgent
E-nvironment

Topic: Birthday of Maria Esperanza V. Ballarbare (January 07) 
Form: Vertical Monocrostic...

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S-plendor
H-as
E-ndorsed
E-arly
N-ewness
A-s

P-icture
U-ses
L-ight
I-n
D-awn's
O-penness

Topic: Birthday of Sheena Pulido (January 04)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic...

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J-ust let Monday mist pass, 
U-ntil it's nowhere to be found; 
V-iew in Tuesday morn keeps 
Y-our eyes aglow looking around. 

M-ake your day of...

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Twelve-year-old Cliff was moaning in his sleep.
Again--bad dreams of Bob the Bruiser who
lived right next door. Bob was a thug, a creep
who picked on smaller...

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Ideas speak out
As pictures shout


Bold bright colours
Hints of flavours


Tale in a tale
Insight unveils


Joy and sorrow
Jest with hollow


Shades and tint merge
Thought and feel surge


Here and there...

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Paint me a picture of forgetfulness
Just as the cold January winds come calling
Thoughts and whispers
into and through my frozen mind
I want to forget this time.

This...

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