Short Gilding Poems

Low in my eyeline
extruding flat silhouettes
gilding in relief
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pale colors arcing
gilding sun tinctures sparking
gray mist darkening...

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dancing aspens sway
shedding their golden sequins
gilding forest floors

9/14/2019...

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golden winged seer christen love
turtle doves crave gilding speer
searing tip unleash caged heat
melting bleating hearts...

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Gilding Grand Marshall
Clouds unfurl billowy masts
Banner serenades
Dreamy floats circle gawkers
Bright ensemble entertains...

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summer was upon us
the sun gilding everything in sight
surely this was heaven



AP: 3rd place 2023

Posted on March 24, 2023...

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Jan's spouse said she's gilding the lilies
For treating herself to new frillies
All the neighbours got hot
When they saw what she bought
And that really gave Jan the willies!...

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Vase of red roses instead of 
fondue
Gilding my White Lilly not pudging 
with stew
Cache of sterling poems rendered
In lieu, greenbacks not tendered
Blue carnation her jaundiced face 
to clue...

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jade morphs into gold
gilding amber ruby leaves...
treasures of autumn


(Haiku)


09/10/2022
Autumn in Nature - Haiku Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Tania Kitchin
Used How Many Syllables ...

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Shadow shy you gilding by
My thoughts begin to scatter
Youth perfection majesty
The timing dreaming shatters
Fractured time now misaligned
No future knee for bending
Just your perfect energy
A moment quickly ending


August 31, 2019...

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SUPERSTRUCTURES

Skyscrapers in every nation,
Signs of mankind's aspiration,
Millions of plebs face starvation.
No dwellings for them, deprivation,
No, skyscrapers they keep building,
How many lilies are they gilding?
What else could they be doing?...

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                         Gliding orb
           Gilding the crepuscule with glitter
Holding the attention of spectators in spectacular fashion
                Exuding exuberance in goodbye to gloaming



Excerpt from "Crepuscular Crescendo"

11.07.2021

For Gregory Richard Barden's "Liberum Divisa 8" contest...

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Was
he
gilding
the lily-
or girl of his dreams

Femme fleur Ophelia by Maurice Bouval

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Nostalgia ain't what it used to be, okay?

Whose ashtrays are they, anyway?

Your rose-coloured glasses are the way,

Gilding those dim, dark, distant days,

All this romantic foggy haze,

All water under the bridge these days,

Survivor baggage best kept at bay,

No need for maudlinity today,

Nostalgia ain't what it used to be, okay?...

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Shimmering art seeing part
Glistening gold gilding bold
Painting colours perfecting ours

Tumbling steeple rumbling people
Twinkling touch sprinkling much
Bustling street hustling feet

Chattering fast scattering past
Shouting loud standing proud
Turning new burning few

Crying tears denying fears
Skipping high dipping sigh
Playing gnats straying rats...

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If I throw her off a building,
Will it make her go away?
If I fix the cracking gilding,
Will it make him want to stay?
If we tear up the canvas,
Will they stop staring at me?
If I destroy all my sketches,
Will the demons leave me be?
...I'll carry the weight of my sorrow,
For fear of breaking my heart again.
Or I'll leave it 'til tomorrow. 
And instead, I'll wait for Jane....

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Mister Elvis Presley 
Sang his songs expressively 
In Aloha From Hawaii,
He sang them just for me, aieee!

I was 15 when he sang just for me
Straight from Hawaii via TV,
My heart skipped a beat,
I jumped from my seat,
His music had changed my reality.

Elvis has now left the building,
Gone is the music and gilding;
He died much too young,
How many songs left unsung?...

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They soar through space-scapes of
divine milky whorls and blue halos;
incandescent dandelion wishes
blown across nocturnal fields -
illuminating the imaginative expanse 

between eternities of cosmic dark ages and light years
are fiery pixies burning holes through obscurity
with passionate gold dust gilding awe -

souls arising fulfill their destinies


Susan Ashley 
August 13, 2019...

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hardy fishermen climb into their sailing ships
gilding away, looking as vulnerable as ants on a wet log
the silent cove looks on, unconcerned.
Unhurried onlookers’ murmurs merge with sea’s imagination
the north wind has not come down full force yet.
The ships hang out in the middle of the bay,
As if their inhabitants are exchanging phone numbers
I watch, enjoying the easy spirit of the night....

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My God above whose wisdom surely shows 
When Mother Nature paints her glory grand.
While gilding grass beside the river grows,
The autumn trees with golden leaves, as planned,
Reflect their beauty, clinging reds and yellows.
Rainwater streams her life upon the land.
Beneath the mountain cattle comes to graze.
And thus, without the help of man, life stays.

© February 21, 2012
Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen...

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Molten moonbeams drip on ebony seas, 
wafting wisps of splendor into the night.

Water and light collide, gilding golden
swirls of vapors in a star-studded sky.

A melding of two heavenly bodies,
deftly orchestrated by time and space.

As Luna slips into Gaia's waters,
She sinks as silent as an Angel's sigh.

An optical illusion or mirage, 
the Earth and the Moon seemingly embrace....

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Love blossomed in the darkest night
Morn's gilding beams to spite
Night Primrose preened by tender blight
Sphinx moth soft tips caress; sugary nectar slight
Perfumed aroma doth prating, intoxicated courtier incite
Glazed petals with dewy fans stream delight
Golden cup a succoring bosom from which passions alight 
Delicate, cream veil eclipses pallid, stolid moonlight
With availing breeze your dreamy parasol on Cupid's wings takes flight...

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In the calm and quiet forest deep
Where bonny fairies go to sleep

The stream runs so clear and sweet
Rippling where rock and water meet

Sunshine peaks through the green bower
Gilding the leaves in the waning hours


Tiny silver fish dart here and there
Music of the bees is everywhere

The day was perfect in this hidden place
In every corner nature's lovely face


Barbara Gorelick 6/2/11
For the Rippling Stream contest...

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A spindling sun stream on bough's cloak spun
Melange of orange, yellow, red on foliage doth billow
Decadent Umbrella wields fluorescent shield o'er barren 
fields
Glinted blades colorful shades heighten
Bright-cherry, Oak leaf gloss doth floss
Purple haze of each Sweet Gum lobe doth tase
Yellow fringes on White Oak fingers waxes with gilding 
syringe
Orange Marmalade, Maple stars varnished with tinseling 
spade
Blue Beech crusted folds dusted with a brackish rust...

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Fading light
Bidding farewell to the sky
Shading the blue expanse with streaks of pink
Striding gradually towards the dark unknown
Receding lazily
Descending in the faraway horizon
Rounding like an orange-yellow pearl that glows
Winding up sky lighting job today
Gliding orb
Gilding the crepuscule with glitter
Holding the attention of spectators in spectacular fashion
Exuding exuberance in goodbye to gloaming



08.05.2021
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