Short Bedewed Poems

Hate bedewed with youth
power to impair one’s kin,
grace in growing old
a time to regret, lament...
grandson, reflection of time.

© Harry J Horsman 2012...

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Behold colors galore
 Beneath azure spring skies
 Blooming with beauty's grace
 Bestowed with many hues
 Burgeoning sweet bouquets
 Blushing buds then glisten
 Bedewed by gentle rain
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 8/15/16...

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sun rays caught bedewed glint topaz,
weeds of temperate light
expanding promise-buds of summer joys,
and almond blossom memories
pass in favor of new life;
should ever there be blessings in the air
they are birthed from the warming spring breath
      of April
and a charm of hummingbirds
in a field of lupine...

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I am a brook of blood
Drawn from the veins of the tender bud;
My drift is bedewed with homicide,
Stabbed with furry killed with pride.

Flowing by the might of a flood
And disappearing into the mud
And earth cradles me
Unto a motionless sea

I’m the scent of smiling dawn
And eddy of Afzal and Burhan;
I’m Maqbool’s tidy clan
And I’m going on and on…

And again sun will rise
In our ravaged paradise;
And again moon will rise
In the calmness of skies...

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