Short Alcove Poems

Night  so sensual,
    nirvana astral alcove,
     purest bed for love ......

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From the moon leaks  cold rays
For our alcove love nest
nostalgia obscures souls...

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If our alcove feels
           void without you
           me, beaucoup plus
           Far more !...

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In distant alcove, 
Dewdrops on the spider's web~
Petals cascading. 




8/11/20
HI-KU Poetry Contest 
Sponsored by: Brian Strand...

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I seen it in the pale blue dawn
rousing....chocked full of diligence
silent running wisdom bliss
monsters seen with seldom fist
Zenith prized this heroin kiss
Shooting heat in cooker piss
Guilty
Guilty
Guilty
Guilty...

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In a precise season,
the earth is an alcove
of snow....
On another occasion,
the floor is a mattress
of fallen leaves...
On the other a enchanted garden
of assorted flowers...
And the last one, a shower
of waters of life... !...

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Limerick: Once a lolling lassie from Laredo

Once a lolling lassie from Laredo
Jumped on a bronco to enter a rodeo
But the steed fell in love
With the curve of her alcove
And sped away on a honeymoon to Mejico.

© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2013...

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The square teapot designed like a wood stove

Admired by the delicate painted rose teapot

When his water comes to steam in the alcove

Rose sings soprano harmonizing on the spot

Such a friendship cannot be forgot...

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In the shadowed alcove of memory, Where forgotten dreams curl like smoke, I wander, a spectral seeker, Tracing the edges of existence.

The moon, a pale witness, Hangs low, its silver gaze unyielding, As if it knows the secrets etched Into the marrow of my bones....

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Ambling on hallowed ground
Among the clustered trees
As faintly dusk enveils
An alcove where I pause
Aware of rural peace.
Alluring herbal scents
Arouse my dormant soul.

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Contest: Pleiades – A
Sponsor: Kim Merryman
Placed 3rd
© 10th August 2016...

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Garlands I hold on  blue river’s last  sunset- path today

It’s babbling never the same each time my heart cruises it;

That I might grow old and forget an alcove by the shore

As smokey ripples lead me through a psalm of waved memoirs--

To offer wreaths for my child… lost, drowned in riverbed’s womb.




River Line Contest   11/20/2016...

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Little butterfly in gentle flight.
Evil of curiosity plays on kid's mind.
To a cave hidden, I’m led as blind
At the mouth, a creature of fright.

Menacing, uncoiled a grass snake.
Grey spots on sleek skin; unbearable.
Still as a rod, I stood, life at stake.
Hysteric Mum reached me; a miracle.
 
The alcove gave into an abyss!...
Grass snake is now my friend....

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Come back
                     I will offer you mine
                     destroyed castle...
                     Come back you will have an
                      unmade alcove...
                      A buffet that little
                      feeds... but you will have
                      the hungry love,
                      of a lover that
                      survived... !...

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The gentle stir in the winds
       The rustle of the blinds
       The shifting clouds 
        I remember you.


       The slight drizzle
         That hath no bridle
         The raindrops on the trees
         I remember you
       
        
         The showers from above
          That falls over my alcove
            The sweet smell of soft earth
             I remember you....

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By the Sea

There is a cozy alcove by the sea
Where when I am bothered,
Imagination carries me.
The blue ocean’s gentle tide
Splashes easily there,
Its white foam whispers;
And
As I close my weary eyes.
Neath a stony slice of pinkish bluff,
The world and its worries wave away.
On a supple soft blanket, on the sand,
A puffy pillow at my back,
Songs of circling gulls, calming clouds drifting,
By the sea....

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The other day my beloved asked me to do her a favorite I agreed but it's going to be a wild hard travel, yet she accepted. We hit a desert road to Alcove peak, under that mountain we lighted  two candles. We were going down to enter alcove, there she gazed at the roof then to the ancient books.  Randomly she picked one asking what this about. Aldebaran and Altair I told her so. We had a good chilling/hot night. Good morning :)...

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Morning shines
solar gold in the freshness
of the dawn...
  Noon, the sun at its high,
caressing the landscape
with igneous joy...
The evening melancholy
brownish red
creates an impasse between nostalgia
and the beauty...
Then night shading
enables the sun hide in an alcove
unrevealed of the heavenly mystery...
No laments are heard,  no tiredness... 
The sleepless night
receives all phenomena in its arms
 conceding time to remake
its flows......

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I am often bored by people
they are always in a hurry to be somewhere
rush, rush, rush
Shouldn't they stop for a bit?

People often talk too much
for my liking
Too many words
not enough listening

Sometimes the only quiet spot
I can find
is my room
with the solace of my cat

Away from the annoying bustle of the world
my own little alcove of peace.
The thing is, I am a person

And perhaps...
perhaps I should be bored with myself too.

~Marie Viloria~...

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