Short Amulets Poems

Sweet flux of stream ripples 
stone amulets graze mohs
scale of gold rush hardness
svelte limb fragrant pink clouds 
span azure blue awning 
sedge-warbler’s grassland pine
spellbound spring sibling sighs...

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Drops on anthracite curls
Are glistening and slipping off.
A light breeze craves a touch
And cautiously blows on them.
But you, indifferently, don't even play with heir . 
The sun sank lower 
And by refracting the rays,
It lit you up like gold coins.
Well I, nearby froze as a brass, 
Take me as the many of amulets....

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I don't have clover of four leaves,
my Turkish eye is squint,
my horseshoe is broken,
I don't have a porcelain elephant,
my star of david they stole,
I don't put penguins in the fridge,
my kaeru frog disappeared
my figa has an opened hand...
I don't believe in spells
and amulets...
all the luck in this world, is
never sure...!...

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Sweet flux of rippling stream’s dulcet strain 
stunning mythic creeks dream haze
stone amulets graze mohs
scale of gold rush hardness
svelte limb pink bouquet clouds 
span azure blue awning’so heavenly cascade 
sedge-warbler skims grass shoots
springtime speeds snowdrop surge


Contest : “N” Poems New or Old

Sponsor : Constance Ls France 

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Mediums of Winter parse
translucent runes on the tines 
of sloping firs basking like mallards 
in March's brusk sunshine. 
Arctic oracles echo on the lake's hard sapphire 
with pearl crests punctuating 
Spring's arrival while cat tails exclaim 
nascent umber banks. As teals float 
in a tarot of amulets tanagers preen, 
imbuing remnant frost with scarlet omens....

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Let the ringlets be,
Our amulets are flambé, 

Splash the rum in the ocean,
Brash your heart to glean, 

Burghal of the stunted inamorato,
Sensational swain knocking the blistering moderato, 

Reveal into my arms,
Sheal the harms,
Heal the rainstorm charms, 

Predawn our attachment, 
Wiredrawn the moment,
Undrawn the maladjustment, 

I love you ardently, 
You, truelove diffidently....

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I kissed the moon tonight, enveloped 
with quartz amulets of Luna
as luminous streams of stars
paint my poetic sky 
glazed in citrine dust
tracing rain dews
in your eyes
to cleanse
these
scars
I hide
within teal
rivers, swiftly
ferrying lanterns
whilst wishing upon the
Milky Way that your cosmic
rhymes would save my aching soul from
drowning , so take my heart, engrave love...

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Raindrpos rattle outside
Safe under a roof 
Medical drops in a tube
Life on the edge 
Chemical pills for help
Natural foods aside 
Wonders for sickness
No money to buy 
Ginsengs for the rich 
World at the fingertips 
Roof for the refugee
War never ends
Controversy on the share market
Sell and buy 
Cents for the electrical bills
Donation is out 
Luxuries for the rich 
Beers and jewelleries
Necessities for the poor
Prayers and blessed amulets...

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There are treasures untold
untouched
inside my soul
Like King Tut's tomb
buried beneath the sand
Wondrous wealth
A heart of gold
Loyalty like lapis lazuli
precious and rare
Amulets of affection
Canopic jars of care
The loom on which 
I weave my words
into tapestries
telling my stories
The sarcophagus in which
my spirit soundly sleeps
waiting to be awakened
by one who's brave
and bold enough
to break the sacred seal
and show me love is real...

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The wind in the window-
Ignored, alone I am -
But the - 
moonlight falls down - 
The hymn of God makes melody. 

Irritated- 
In the sleepy eyelids- 
It arouses sometimes-
The latent heat of quicksand.

Amulets tied on the wrist 
Walks all alone- 
The endless effort of neurons. 

Purple orchids on the porch- 
Unlimited detriment is the capital- 
Comfort air blows in the soul 
The rain drops the body of sadness 
Endangered lives narrowly escape death....

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I sketch musky infernos with kohl ink
when dead wings of flurry moon lace my
copper blue lashes and ripples
of faith crash furthest seashores,
Draping stelliform-soul
in strokes of starlight
which drizzle as
lemon drops
upon
pink
sheet-
canvas,
So when red
letters twirl like
blood stained cranberries,
rose-gold amulets will
always save the salted flesh
of sun and wildflowers shall shine
as magenta peony-bows in
maroon hair-strings, forever breathing dreams. ...

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