Best Short Poems

Pink and perfect mystery 
to which I ply my finger, 
she ripens so exquisitely
the longer that I linger

and fluff the modest blossom
with my gentle loving hand,
teasing, ever pleasing
so that now I understand

how beautiful the flower
that yields without duress,
blooming now so fully
in the warmth of my caress....

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At a dead man’s throat

lies the rain drenched woolen scarf

that stifled his screams.

Cold Winds howl through decayed trees -

witnesses in the shadows....

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lights weave through snowflakes 
teasing and twirling about 
distant stars dancing

a brilliant display
wearing only hand-me-downs
the moon steals the show

~FJ Thomas
01/01/2020...

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She feels the wind of summer’s soft caress

and listens to the magic in its sound.

How perceptive is the poetess

who senses nature’s beauty all around.

She finds a place to write in tranquil hours.

Then from her thoughts bloom words like pretty flowers.


Written June 18, 2018
Submitted June 17, 2022 
for Line Gauthier's Bite Size Poem No.47 Poetry Contest...

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A fragile winter butterfly
Flutters from the sky
So soft and yet her heart
Is cold and made of ice
But if I warm it
She will melt and die

                      ~~~

Author:  Elaine George...

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I am the weed
Nestled
In a crack in the pavement
Dismantling concrete
Crumbling foundations
In this man made world
Rooted in the earth
Despite the city
I am the seed




11/05/18

Composed for Line Gauthier's
Zen Poetry Contest...

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Autumn brushes her hair slowly
Letting the glorious colors
flow gently to the earth below.
Showing off vibrant colors 
 in contrast to summer's green dress.
 Out doing the starkness,
of winter's white coat.
Autumn compares the mutable
shades of spring to her fall
Giving a sigh ,end of another season.
She packs her brush 
as frost touches her tips.
...

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a puppet dances

   to its own merry tune

    no strings attached

----------------------------
[Inspired by Jan Allison’s 
      poem “Love is Bind”]...

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deep wounds that leave scars
    one moment much more must flow -
    shadows from the soul

    her tears in silence
    the strong arms that held her up -
    in the thoughts and deeds

    please do not grieve more
    and afterwards remember -
    pearls of morning’s dew





    05.08.2015 A-L Andresen :)
    Copyright © All Rights Reserved...

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her words,

 now naked.

Finally 

letting them       e
                     e       v
                      v     o
                          l 

and run into
                 silent seams...

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In
your 
absence
I float in
psychedelic ink
to design a labyrinth with 
rainbow roses drenched in turquoise tears and metaphors.
But, if stars were gold, and I am love, you'll be the poetic garden that feeds my soul.
Maybe, someday, I'll be more than just a faltering feather~will you then, remind me, how to sing again, steal the light behind the jade moon?...

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The Secret of the Mortician

Dead, but I got eyes
Prepares my body at the morgue
Opens the chest
Drains the blood from its nudity
Admires my body before it decays

After The process of embalming
His hands run all over
I'm still dead
He's satisfied

The next day 
Writes an outstanding obituary 
I sit on display

~SKAT~...

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~Sand Castle De Mal~

Beauty sails along the shores of life
Out there broken dreams form above sand dunes
Silent, God listens to the triumph of his creation



3-14-2015
3 line verse...

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dainty daffodil
your golden trumpet fanfares
the dawning of spring

...

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My shadow flirts with the sun
As I caress the darkness
We are one and separate
As my shadow smiles
Anxiety suffocates me
The shadow will soon fade
I shall die
One happy, one not...

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I
love
walking
at midnight
as moonlight shadows
dance on the inky blue ocean
and watch as they sparkle and shimmer like tiny stars,
pirouetting gracefully like prima ballerinas with the ocean as their stage 

9/3/19
Writing Challenge 1, September 2019 - Eight Line Form
Sponsor, Dear Heart - Wiishkobi Ode
Checked with PS Syllable counter 1,1,2,3,5,8,13,21...

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a balloon
canary yellow
the sun on her leash



AP: 1st place, Honorable Mention 2020, Honorable Mention 2020

Submitted on June 26, 2020 for contest STRAND COMPLETELY NEW POETRY (1) sponsored by BRIAN STRAND  -  HONORABLE MENTION

POTD  -  June 26, 2020...

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surrendering
reflective puddles
of rained regrets and sins

I offer my humility
the only gift I can give.


Susan Ashley 
September 2, 2018


~ First Place ~
Premiere Contest: Pithy Pants 
Sponsor: Maureen McGreavy...

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I am a silent movie,
a corny melodrama
played in black and white
with an observable flicker.
A little tramp
accompanied by ragtime piano.

You are pure A-list 
Technicolor, 
Dolby digital
THX, IMAX laser, 
Oscar winner
3D blockbuster.

And yet you love
me.


Written 26 Apr 2020...

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The end, so close yet so far
We're riding our shooting star
Our life, the blink of an eye
A flash, that lights up the sky
It's sad so few will see
Our brilliant entirety
But for, those few that do
Imagine the dazzling view.

In life, blazing a trail,
At the end, a star with a tale....

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And yes, she will rise and conquer

She is queen of her own destiny

Her spirit is indomitable 

Her eyes aflame with passion 

Her warrior heart beats to its own drum

She will not just survive-
(let the world take note)


but thrive



*Dedicated to all warrior princesses, wherever they may be found

** Poetry on photo art mine...

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Her limericks posted on Soup
are full of the merits of poop,
of farts and of pee,
of laxatives' glee,
and hard ons - or those with a droop!

For my hilarious friend Jan Allison...

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When rooted promises shift through dusts of seasonal change,
from a kyanite blue breeze to whirling wisps of lilac longing.
Memories live on, as nothing of value is ever lost. ...

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A new borns cry
Tearful last good bye

Swaying waves of golden prairie grass
Shifting desert dunes - an hour glass

An acorn dropping among forest leaves
To mighty oak - a lifetime of dreams

The changing moon - to full again
Each morn' the sun - new skies begin

Eagles soar high - our hearts go there
These ripples in time - we all share

©Donna Jones...

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thick blanket of snow
snuggling the flowerbeds 
with a winter wrap

...

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