Short Choicest Poems

women labor in pain
devil picks choicest
microbes celebrate
enemies make them heroes...

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Father Serra's choicest mission.
Late restored to prime condition.
Architecture's Moorish fashion.
Catenary
high roof, tower Spanish vision.
Awesome very....

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Here, up off its rushed at fright
The will of the world's, blows
Hid in this tree's strong-armed height.
Safe, in what each bird knows.

Above all things, Home, its lookout.
Anxious-free, returned to
Again; choicest to chirp about.
And again. Peace. True!...

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Splen'drous verse in silent tongue-
The arias of the night,
Their strains a'sail 'pon saddened seas
In dulcet tones of yearning
To this lonely dance some comfort bring...
For what fathoms boasts the myst'ried Deep
That Love has not the greater?
What fragrance speaks Spring's choicest bloom
That Longing's not the more?...

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How sweet is my girl Joan whom I adore.
Much like an ancient goddess handed me
then by Zeus great god known from ancient lore.
This my Athena, choicest maid that be.
To my heart's closed door she now holds the key.
All I have I give free on low bended knee.
This my love I have laid before your throne
A source for thy well being my dear Joan....

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Round the tree of life the flowers,
Are arranged abundant even,
Its crest on every side spred out,
On the fields and  plains of heaven.

Glourious flocks of singing birds,
Celebrate their truth,
Green abounding branches bear,
Choicest leaves and fruit.

The lovely flocks maintain their song,
In the changesless weather,
A HUNDRED FEATHERS FOR EVERY BIRD,
A HUNDRED FEATHERS FOR EVERY SONG....

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Bring to me
the rejuvenating wine,
Bring it to me
blended with the
glitters of the moonlight,
Add to it a dash of nectar
of the choicest rose;

Stir it with the burning desires
of a sensuous maiden
and sprinkle a pinch
of gold dust on it.

Give me the potion
with the feverish beat
of a passionate heart...

 And I will love again!


~02/15/2013
~Love III contest by Laura Loo...

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In Memory of You

So that even if my moribund mind fails
to show your fading beautiful face again,
you shall glow eternally in these trembling words.
By no means hollow are the choicest crowns
this dying poet does bestow on his cherished lover.

1st Prize, Something Beautiful 5 line rhyme Contest

Date: November 5 2021...

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Laughing sun glinting through the skies
Raining hope and faith to baptize
Promises of dreams come to life
Reviving joy while ending strife

Choicest blooms, vibrantly smiling
Shows of wonder, so beguiling
Kiss of May silences all cares
Beautiful songs, pleasant prayers





A Lay for A Day In May Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Andrea Dietrich
May 1, 2022
I used Rhymezone and How Many Syllables

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Secret Battles—Silent Wars

 

Telling my secret battles

Celebrating the untold wars

Unfolding my choicest memories

Surfing the virgin’s pathways

Rhyming sacred hymns

Recalling stolen graces

Unveiling the hidden shadows

Parting the puffy clouds

Unmasking the hidden faces

Untangling woven phases

Quelling our sumptuous yearnings

Quieting every inner wailing

Quailing at the broken words

Stoking my ethereal flame...

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Her room’s door has a goddamned latch,
Wherefore people don’t her sight catch
Seldom would open to a knock,
On that her heart ‘real igneous rock… 

Of those she’d turned down I, First Batch
While I had good shirt, not a patch 
My role to speak, hers to speech block;
Her choicest move: a glance at clock;
One starts with her, one won’t sleep snatch
Like one watching a World Cup Match…

But know I when her age doubles
Pride with cursed vanity wobbles....

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Thinking of you my dear sweet Aunt
You are in heaven now
You celebrated Jesus' birthday with him this year
I wonder what the celebration was like
Probably sitting at a beautifully adorned table feasting on the choicest of food
Following the feast, I imagine there must have been joyful music played on stringed instruments and dancing upon the golden streets. 
You may have danced with Jesus himself!
What an absolutey wonderful celebration that must have been!...

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Pine not for the times of yore

and the voices not forgotten

They’ve sailed unto a distant shore

to a land naught misbegotten

They’ve traveled over the golden seas

to a land with choicest fruit

and left the land of mallow lees

and the melodies of lute

on the vigils cliffs we stand

neath the hot and steamy sun

holding hearts within our hand

to those we miss now gone

 

COPYRIGHT © 2014 PoetryofProvidence
C Michael Miller
via Duboff Law Group LLC...

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My 
golden 
damsel,
When 
I 
look 
upto 
the 
sky
I 
see 
you 
among 
the 
Stars 
shinning 
brightly.
Then 
you 
looked 
down 
on 
Me,your 
gentle 
smiles 
caressing 
my 
heart,
The 
very 
bones 
of 
me 
know 
that 
part 
of 
them 
is 
Up 
somewhere.
I 
bless 
the 
day 
I 
found 
You,your 
love 
is 
a 
healing 
Balm 
to 
my 
life.
Devouted 
will 
I 
be 
till 
the 
End 
of 
time,
Because 
you 
are 
my 
Choicest 
crown....

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