Potd Poems - Poems about Potd

Brandishing the lightning lance, the sun arrives, The mighty, majestic monarch of the day. Kissing the mouldy mountain rows, he comes Banishing mist and frost from night’s blotched brow. In what rich ruby ring of radiance, he appears Smearing and splotching liquid gold, he gracefully moves With sparkling splashes, the world becomes bright The prompt and punctual rooster raises his raucous...

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Spring Prism Prisms leap From the wombs of raindrops Born on bits of sunshine Spring kaleidoscope In flowing ribbons, A floral bouquet Joined then translated into Flames of crimson roses Beams of orange tulips And rays of new chartreuse leaves Beacons of pale bluebells Purples shafts of hyacinth and lilacs When color trickles into a sunbow Like springs released Bursting into a fountain of rainbows – Light wakes hibernating hues...

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"Poetry is important to the writer but I feel it is all about the reader." By Poet Today as I open up my computer what will I see, a contest looking back at me? As I read the rules I must decide is this one for me, or will it haunt me if I turn it away? No mask needed...

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Golden rays radiate from above Energising the world with warmth and love Illuminating our precious earth Shining light on its true value and worth Generating a healthy glow One that thrives, breeds and grows Flora and fauna bask in its rays Grateful for the warmth of summer days Brightening thoughts ,motivating minds Creating positivity , negativity left behind Days viewed in a more positive light One...

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I can’t rid of the bags under my eyes The crowfeet despise, all were lies, Conjured was an illusion of you Throughout my groping confusion evasive, flimsy A-m-o-r-p-h-i-c, innuendos I was subjected to your derision dissing me relentlessly deriding my appearance, disparaging my intellect as I stumbled and fell into the abyss Mocking doesn’t suit my countenance My lips desert dry, thirsty, parched An amazon...

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POTD 24TH April 2025 In acknowledgement to Michael Tor for the invitation to collaborate and create a music video on this heart rendering ballad of the Lonesome Whippoorwill. Thank you for the opportunity Michael, it was indeed an honor. This is a shortened version to fit the video. “The Lonesome Whippoorwill” is a heart-stirring ballad of...

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“I like my lover's heart blackened with a deeper shade of darkness, where the ravens and I can rest in peace.” Ann Marie Eleazer She had her potions ready, plus an arrow etched with runes. Stygian mists swirled all around, yet she had perfect aim. Into the dark forest she went and spotted the raven. A...

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From obscurity come the strangers Fading away, like old dangers. Walking the street of flowers more people pass every hour A few are pleasantry exchangers. Near my porch, robin sings Beautiful music for summer swing! Red berries in a bowl Kelly green butterfles, on patrol Noontime's for swaying and musing. Passersby, smiles of the moment Starry eyes, upon distance fervent! Jasmine fragrance in the air Pink hummingbird is...

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Supercallousfascistracistsexistnazipotus. Yes the combination of those words sounds quite atrocious. Clearly it describes a guy with serious psychosis. Supercallousfascistracistsexistnazipotus. The President of USA is really a big chump. He spreads all kinds of nonsense when he is on the stump. And when he got elected everybody was in shock. Maybe he can talk the talk but he can't walk the walk. Oh, supercallousfascistracistsexistnazipotus. Yes...

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“When you find someone who can turn your world around for better, tell him/her everything you wish to say. Perhaps your dreams that never came true may be realized. Who knows”~ By Poet Slowly fades the light of day’s solemn hours. The sky in colors of amber and pink marvels. Desert roses from crannies peek their heads out. Here...

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Across oceans and decades, my daughter and I set sail, Returning to the land where my roots still whispered my name. Sixty years apart, yet the pulse of home still flowed through my veins, A river winding back to its source, never truly lost. Words became bridges, stitching past and present with ease. My daughter, though a stranger to Hindi’s...

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Sweet Spring begins, when you allow the fresh winds in. Letting go of the pitter pat, of the feet of last winter’s cold, and snowfall’s past. Forgiving any and all, who you think did any harm to you. Make a list of those who contributed to your life~ in the most magnicent ways. Weave them as bright, yellow...

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As every drop hath magic of its own, And yet within a river finds its whole, So are our lives of merit all alone, And yet a facet in a greater soul. Or as a shard of light that shines in spring, Within the fabric of the dazzling day; We are like notes with which a choir can sing, But having sung,...

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How difficult it must be When no-one can see The real YOU…. Your body the world views Is not who lies within Trapped in the wrong body Trapped in your own skin Feeling ‘not right’ in your body Never understanding why From your life’s beginning Daily struggles inside Every human has the basic right in life To be their true ME So changing your gender Gives you wings to...

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the vast verdant valley was so vivid beneath the weeping willow so thrilling for me and near each other ...

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