Short Dyes Poems

Love sky of springtime
Without green age mind dyes heart
Valentine color


-February 12, 2020 Chattogram...

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gathering wool
for winter’s spinning---
dyes bleeding
the remembered skeins
of my yesteryears

© Debra Squyres - 01/11/16...

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Jolly Rancher by James Edward Lee Sr.

Sugar-sugar-sweet
dyes-food coloring-sweet-sweet
hard pellet sweet drops

12/04/17...

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dawn dissolves ebon
crimson sun dyes silk of sky…
hue saturates dew

July 11, 2019
Contest : haiku-hue
Sponsor : Kim Rodrigues...

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dyes dormant in ice lantern ~ until dawn’s sultry light


12/21/2017
Silent One’s Monoku 1:  Your Best Contest
13 syllables...

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Time of sun sleeping
Dew kisses the branch of eve
Smiling blue dyes pen 
Wave of the body in moon
Hymnal flute seeks hedonist


22.06.2020 Chattogram...

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Believer of starlight, 
Blooming love in twilight
Bestows soft latte skies, 
Blissful faith of peach dyes
Bronze balm in sun's flutter, 
Bright glow of honey in
Butterfly's mauve kismet....

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The Red Head
Dr. James E. Martin
©January, 2014

She considers herself a red.
Who knows the color of her head?
Many dyes she’d used,
Her follicles abused,
Was she really a blonde instead?...

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pink to brown to peach to orange,
sun dyes blonde tresses through prism skyline. 






21st January, 2019
Syllable  count 17
Kim Rodrigue's Monoku contest
Theme: Bring color back into life of sky...

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eyeball is black
but it can see
cause it dyes itself by the light of world

the inn of heart is dark
if I can’t color it with love (light of God)
it’ll die in murky work



-January 13, 2019 Chattogram...

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all time
different kind
same time
not all mine
illustrating sublime
sounds of chime
no more time
it's a sign
wouldn't pay a dime
warn out overtime
should be a crime
smells of daytime
-ugly piece
you left here when you decided to leave!...

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tie dyes and bell bottoms nineteen seventies a time for peace love



Published in my 24-page photo/anthology ~SUNLIT RIPPLES~ 2019

AP: Honorable Mention 2022

Submitted on May 30, 2018 for contest WOW ME WITH A ONE LINER sponsored by SILENT ONE  -  RANKED 2ND...

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Only one
of my assets
qualifies
as glory crown.
Pampered hair
plumps my ego
and has drained my pockets dry.

Permanents,
dyes and rinses,
cuts and sets
salon shampoos,
never missed
hair appointments,
as if it matters at end..

6/15/12

Crown of my Body..A Whitney contest...

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The clouds in their clothes
Rock and roll, swirl and twirl
With mighty might grace

The moon in her race
Salutes the skies, toughens ties
Attraction that dyes

Even tiny eyes
Captures these moments up high
As the sun's tail dyes


Sponsor	SKAT A
Contest Name October Sky (three headed haiku)...

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here i am
just me
no mirror to look in
no colors or dyes to change me
here i am
just me

there you are
just you
no mirror to look in
no makeup or synthetic products to change you
there you are 
just you

here we go 
just us
no budget to worry about
no bills or debt to sideline us
here we go
just us...

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Hurricane,
Insane—
Bettie Page,
Road rage—
Osama,
Oboma—
JFK,
Blown away—
Thin ties,
Tie dyes—
Ernest Tubb,
Beelzebub!

WMD,
Wannbe—
John McCain
Still a pain—
911,
Twenty-four seven—
JonBennet,
Turned away—
Poetry,
Geometry—
James Dean,
Was a queen—
Hurricane,
Insane—
Bettie Page,
Still the rage....

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The sad wakes leaving
Yes………… only petals of 
A yellow tulip—pickled in a rose bed grieving 
The loss of morning
The mortician's flower Strewn room sees 
Roses bloom 
And petal 
Gaily 
The river rides them 
And the water dyes them
Black and Sadly its eyes 
Are grimly weeping 
Into the bank
Waking The bees to buzzing...

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trees tend to blush - once they're kissed
by Jack frost's lips - cold as ice
late in the night - red dyes bleed
and blood stained leaves - pay the price

bare trees stand nude - in the woods 
stripped of their leaves - by a breeze
as the wind whips - through a veil
of dried out twigs - with such ease


(Double Ch’i- Yen-Shih)


08,25,20...

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Listen to poem:

drifting waters
abridging
drenched
pigments
of my memory
whimsically
scatter
homebound
the dyes
staining the
cold pressed
arches
of
my mind's
canvas



Published in my 24-page photo/anthology book ~THE MIND'S CANVAS~ 2023

AP: 2nd place 2020, Honorable Mention 2022

Submitted on July 6, 2020 for contest STRAND COMPLETELY NEW (6) sponsored by BRIAN STRAND...

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A Fictitious Dream
Miracle Man
2/27/2022

Nights were littered with specters in dreams,
I saw their faces and heard their screams.
From all around I saw flames lapping,
should I get up, or continue cat-napping.

The sky was made up of crimson dyes,
I couldn’t escape when I closed my eyes.
Mind molded images into an unknown shape, 
the alarm clock brought to me my escape.
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First title: A Tale of Two Sheep

Black Sheep has wool too dark for dyes.
No one wants him; Black Sheep cries.

White Sheep, though, gets praise for wool
which takes all hues. They call him cool!

Black sheep's the creep. That is the tale
which, sadly, folks know all too well.


3/6/16. Revised Feb. 17, 2017
For the Colors Black and White Poetry Contest of Laura Loo/center>...

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Like a dream all my being,
Summer’s over anew,
You are hiding, it’s meaning
There’s no chance to see you.
Light won’t sparkle in window
Door won’t open in time,
But I wait you, my willow,
And I hope you will climb.
I am drawing the heaven
For your beautiful eyes.
Will I change myself ever?
I am dark among dyes.
Take away all my boring,
Give me passion of light,
Pass my hand in the morning,
Say, you found me in night....

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The Moon is full and bright.
It's white.
But I know...
it's black;
or, anyway, grey.
And swaddled in the airless
Really Black.
(like me.)

The sun is yellow,
the Sky blue. 
But the sun's always
seemed white to me.
The anodyne Sky - so less 
blue
than one who is blue
down deep, so blue. 

And when the Sky
seems fruited with
color, I know it's stolen
hues.  Or, leastways,
borrowed dyes when
daylight daily dies....

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ROMANTIC SACRAMENT

Send me not roses
Carafes of wine
Send me Your words
Of love divine.

Send me not jewels
Encased in gold
Send me Your words
My heart will hold.

Send me not silver
In purple so plush
Send me Your words
Oh, make my face flush.

Send me not silks
Of shimmering dyes
Send me Your words
Bring tears to my eyes.

Send me not song
I sleep close to death
But send me Your words
For my very last breath....

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Sometime the days remind me nights
I saw new coming of the lights
Their shine makes stir it makes me call
There is a song within my soul.

Their light is tender for my palms
The fire doesn't burn. It comes.
It's sliding down with gold of birches
And taking tears of skies. Oh, torches!

Oh, dyes of evening, you are bright
You're far away from people's sight.
Sometime the nights remind me days
I like when lights are fondling face....

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