Short Etches Poems

shadowy darkness 
broad laser etches light 

galaxy opens...

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Light crayon sketches
Ink from lightly scratched etches…
No money fetches...

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behind fleeting clouds
flickering red candle flame
etches horizon

8/14/2020...

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Etch the memories of your time, and see what you remember
How many pages can you fill, how many pictures 
How many apologies, how many regrets
How many smiles, can you etch...

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Translucent living
Signs of a screaming wild man
Brought forth thru glimmering shades
Skull larger than norm
Primitive style of lost life
Strangeness etches from his loins

Russell Sivey...

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My enemies surround every element
Entirely never easing
Everywhere, each etching.
Etching at each easement
Envy etches each one.
Every Enemy!
Each enemy electrifies me.
Enemy no extra!
Each to easier existence!...

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Airy Breath Creating Dazzling Etches Forming Gay Hues In Juxtaposed Kaleidoscopes Leaving Mesmerizing Neostylistic Outstanding Pictures Quiescently Reposed Seemingly Tethered Undisturbed Variations, Weildy, Xenogenetic, Yet Zedoary...

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New beginnings seep, twilight
etches skylines chilled.. 
Receding montages fade
into blue distilled
licked by comet's tails
caressed by the milky way,
a balm for what ails




Poet: Debbie Guzzi
Contest:WONDER OF DUSK IN SEGUIDILLA
10/1/2012...

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Watching the sunlight shatter
and regroup to sliver again
in refractory bliss across the bay
evening shadows lengthen
and the kaleidoscope pixies
play across my eyes
while the silent hiss of suns' set
under rose and lavender skies
etches my life....

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S oaked by mist, tassels of white mold
N imbly etches an icy pile; 
O pal its lips on buttoned smile
W e play like children to unfold
M ister Snowman's jolliest game 
A s our merry-go-rounds beguile
N ever ending through winter, aflame!


Brain Strand 263 Contest...

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While I watch her, an adored jewel,
Flinging on with my old pal
She crashes from the pedestal,
Like a burst of glass
As love etches death on the alley.


Contest:Fallen in 25-30 Words, nette onclaud
from Franco Gonza
2 December 2015
- my past girlfriend
30 words...

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as mid-morning affairs paint me
with the passion of dawn's own rise
i soar, unveiled in depths, so free
as mid-morning affairs paint me
colorful are of the hands of he
who etches pulse through love's own eyes
as mid-morning affairs paint me
with the passion of dawn's own rise...

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Andrew was a wealthy lawyer's son 
Began each day with his morning runs
Circumstantial evidence
Disguised as benevolence 
Etches daily naughty legal puns



AP: 3rd place 2022

Submitted on January 9, 2019 for contest LIMERICK II sponsored by JOSEPH MAY  -  RANKED 4TH...

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Orange mid-October freckles blemish the trees,
while Jack Frost etches abstracts on cold window panes.
And cinnamon-colored leaves fall with each brisk breeze
as Winter subtly approaches, and Summer strains
to maintain green canopies till November's freeze....

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Why fret the things you can't control

That daily stress will take its toll

It leaves you feeling out of place

And etches lines across your face

When life makes you want to wriggle

Take a breath and start to giggle

A simple plan I know it's true

But you'll live longer if you do...

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Time flies, at least that's what they're saying
I'm not inclined to believe it soon
It etches slowly on, as if we're slowly dying
Trapped here in an endless turn of the moon

Time flies? I've been here forever now 
Watching as clouds refuse to roll by
My eyes are tiring from the attempt
As the earth too lets out a sigh...

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Pops
Grandpa
Grandfather
whatever name- 
etches his love inside grandchildren's hearts.
Good and kind, most patient, and pampering-
quick and ready 
to wrap arms
around
each.


November 17, 2020

Contest: Double Tetractys 6
Sponsor: Eve Roper

Syllables: 1, 2, 3, 4, 10, 10, 4, 3, 2, 1
...

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Many drink to December;
Like last phase of ember days, 
Rejoice, a step to cinders.
The smile of festive faces
Etches subtle lines, the frown
Of trying year, a furrow.
Traces of unrhymed rhythm 
Of waves and of crest and trough, 
Of a strange romance with time, 
Chime a solemn distant toll, 
Heralding our ember days.

© 2014...

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I have loved you for a million verses
For you emancipate the breadth of my emotions
Each pen stroke etches the thoughts I contemplate
causing me to remember so many lives
Still I question these words you gift me
Have they always been hidden within me
Or perhaps I'm blessed to hear angels voices 
Poetry, I pray that you will never abandon me...

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Hands
mixing
neutral shades
as brushstrokes form
etches of life’s vignettes in washed-out tones,
Reflecting grim  shadows doused by night’s  ash
Where black  white hints
Trail along
Fingers
Stained.
Grief
In oil
Expressing
Artist's lament
Through paint of tears which words cannot portray.



Contest NO  85 for Briand Strand...

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in the depths
of her eyes
all i sense
is sadness

i'd like to
go backwards
through time
just to comfort her

i see the etches
of pain layered
deep within
little lines
from nimble hands
running along her edges

i see the scars
hidden beneath
the surface
and the emptiness
of dreams
within her eyes

in the depths
of her eyes
i now see me...

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Seeing through the red filter
the sun reflecting on his
iris....
Viewing details through a 
magnifying glass...
A microscope..
A jeweler forges his metal
Sets his stone.
Paying attention to detail
he etches every little hair,
every little speck.
Observing nature's moods,
shifts,changes,he records+
draws in his journal his 
discoveries for this new
Season....

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bruised brush bled
oozing, drooling dreg
puked pulpy pledges
wielded wits etches
hankering zeal hoisted
dribbling fiery drills

yearning fingers flickers
dragging moaning meter
delicate gaze glisters 

gaunt grasped gibes 
itching dainty drive
mystic art's aisle

crisp contractions yawns
pluming porous pawn.
     '20:04:21:19:26

Note: Of porous picture....

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My Daughter of time


My daughter of 1989
The face that etches in mine
Can you not see my pain
Plastered on my sleeve

Why have you turned from mine
The time capsule so rare
Love define in our hearts
Forgotten on some hill 

Please turn back 1989
Being there I am secure
Endure the emotion of play
Please turn back and stay

My Daughter of 1989


Athena Charlotte...

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Passing through an easel of brushed hues
Amber fields burst to heed summer’s call,
Rising with the night, fragrant like mist
As a radiant display etches a canvas
Dressed by vibrant plumes, by reddest shades
Igniting a glorious bliss within my heart…
Slowly, I breathe in heaven's rhapsody
Enjoying a field’s grandeur before it drifts away.


12/27/2015
Paradise- Acrostic Contest...

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