Short First Blush Poems

Commencement of day
Aurora hidden away
Onset first blush...clouds...

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Through the fore-day veil,
First blush sublimely dawning 
Over mossy rock....

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hear the rush of hooves
in the first blush of the day
I see a head trip

01.05.17...

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First Blush



 hot blush warms stunned petals

torrid sweetness of dews kiss

cooled in daybreaks orange heat

patient lips - too soon denied


John G. Lawless
The Passion of Jue Ju
7/25/2014...

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file for reversal
separation of dew 
from meadow 
nor the progress 
of eventide 
awaken the sunrise 
at first blush 
stalk the night hours
and pen kisses 
the source of spring
and thaw
nestled, on a bed of roses
dyed-in-the-wool,
my three pointed star 
a rain that replenishes the soul
and desire...

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He loves me, he loves me not
Repeated over and over
Petals plucked and tossed to the wind
A little game played by a hopeful heart
Laughing at herself all the while
In the first blush of romance
Hoping for any small sign
From the garden a daisy picked 
After a magical evening spent
Sun shining brightly


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A breath is drawn, as morning dawns
the flute, to lips, does rise
mellow notes echo ‘round
as sunlight streaks the skies

Night shadows fade, dim canyon walls
glow purple, red and pink
dulcet tones cascading
for thirsty souls to drink

Daybreaks first blush, a dewy kiss
arouse a sleepy world
harmony meets horizon
the sunrise has unfurled...

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Fill yourself with energy
Get ready to fight
Don't put yourself in jeopardy
Run from the night

Listen for the moment
You have the power
Find your opponent
Wait for the hour

You can do this
You have the tools
Close your eyes
Show those fools
Seal it with a kiss

Feel the rush
You can't get enough
Don't fall at first blush
Stay tough

It will pull you in
You don't need a knight
You can win
Run from the night

*Written on April 12, 2012*...

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hungry lips kissing
petrichor of fur soft hand
touches the rain

in me the earth melts
the azure sky looks up to
face vermilion red

and green blades of grass
smells lovers' moonbeams filtered
through a glass window

willow shoot slender
I see her in a kiosk
cheeks red a first blush

makes a pigeon fly
from dark alley of the shop
to lodge on my heart 



Contest Sponsored by: Nayda Ivette Negron
Theme: Limerence 
Poet: RAJAT KANTI CHAKRABARTY
18/07/2016...

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The world still sleeps at dawn's first blush
when trilling birds tickle my ear.
I welcome the dirge of a thrush 
as sunlight's tepid breath draws near.

When trilling birds tickle my ear
and morning skies are pastel pink,
I dip my feathered quill in ink.

I welcome the dirge of a thrush
helping his mate to build a nest.
It's the time of day I like best.

As sunlight's tepid breath draws near,
I've written a verse of Haiku 
of rose petals dripping with dew.
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A lovely dawning
paints a rose tinted sky.

it will rain later,
the sky will disrobe
and fall as summer tears;
a rain softly sorrowful
yet drenched in a gentle joy.

So young and fair
are the fresh skirts
of this new washed air;
a breeze lifts our eyes
to the hem of heaven.

When the rain comes,
when the gray air trembles,
for it most certainly will,

our sprits will know
both delight and drear,
as we recall,
the lovely artistry,
the fine first blush
of this rosy dawn....

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