Short Gilds Poems

A
change
of name-
rebranding
just gilds the lily....

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distant citadel
bright lamp gilds destination
shadows rimming flanks...

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pink spiral stitches
macramed umbrella gilds
shrine to fertile spring...

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sun gilds the glade…

    ducks take a quiet respite

        nesting in tall reeds...

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With its death
the day gilds
the leaves.
I do not know the names of
the tree
and it doesn’t matter for
beauty....

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inebriated

a tipsy moon gilds waters...

wobbly waves glitter   



(HAIKU)


7/4/2015...

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gold,
gleaming,
gilds the light,
quickens pulses,
making eyes go wide,
waking up greed,
steels resolve,
sets goals:
gold!...

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Golfing golden-age gentleman gladly gives go ahead-
gilds golf game, gets glory,
goofball glitzy gold digger girlfriend giggles
...

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dusting stale portrait
graying visage from my past
gilds blithe memories
romance stilled in time capsule
shadows my jealous lover...

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The fiery orb now grows in warmth slowly,
Liquid gold, limpid glows,
Gilds lank skies in godlike pose,
Dispels grief and human woes....

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From the ivory heights of heaven
I am catapulted down
To the bottom side of Nothing
Where envy gilds my crown—
Separation, subjugation,
Force my frantic frown....

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dawn’s gold dust gilds the plants 
color blast unfurls the cute buds
sparkling spring’s splendid canvas
I see painted in mystique meadow
beguiles me as I saunter entranced...

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dawn’s gold dust gilds plants
color blast unfurls cute buds …
spring’s splendid painting  

________

April 6, 2023
Contest : A New Nature Themed Haiku
Sponsored by : Tania Kitchin...

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Your 
allure
draws
the tide
to the shore.

Ripples
sigh
secrets
of the sea;
 
lyrical love
sweeps and seeps..

as stars
like
fireflies
wow the skies,
 
a moon-
beam
gilds the
waves....

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How precious the November sun 
that gilds the leaves with its low beam
and lights the last geraniums.
A few remaining roses gleam 
and shimmer on their stems.
So for a while summer seems
to linger in the suburbs....

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white fog
          blue shadow
          wind blown
chimney pots:
           swirling smoke
           clings
and gilds
          the spires
          in grey
          despair,
dusk 
          lowers its
          curtain
                early...

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SIJO

When morning gilds the sky it will chase away the night
The darkness will be dispelled by the light of the morning sun
Then the dastardly deeds done by man will be revealed

17 April 2018

For the contest sponsored by Deborah Guenther Beachboard...

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a gold leaf moon - gilds the night

and dwarfs the stars - in the sky

in the pale glow - of her face

scores of bat pups - learn to fly


(Ch’i- Yen-Shih)


09,02,2019
FOUR LINES OF MELODIC POETRY Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: nette onclaud...

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Tracks lead down a dusty memory lane
adorned with trails of dreams I've left behind 
Balmy vapours rise, sweetly intertwined with the
surreal patchwork of gold and shade
soft beauty of morning light
gilds the fragrant blooms, cascading down,
in a vision of springtime splendor...

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The woman of the web weaved words
  Captivating of the heart and mind,
Ensnaring every atom of the senses,
  Trapping sparks of love of humankind.
And gladly gilds a graciousness of glass
  A mental mirror mindful of reflection,
Upon her sensual strands beloved stays,
  A soul she mesmerised with sheer affection....

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"All a man really wants, is a girl who looks good in a bikini." - Jack Freestone

Hot white sand sticks,
tingles the salacious sense
of beach-braced feeling,
clad in skimpy bikini.

Out of the blue the golden sun gilds 
the skin unconcealed,
lubricious assets fix attention focus,
the imagination latitude narrows. 

The construct of the consummate mind,
the unsculpted bikini body beguiles....

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Under the glow of a golden moon,
my garden hedge morphed into a maze.
And a brisk breeze gathered fallen leaves;
crafting a colorful mosaic.

Where the statue of an Angel stands,
the glitter of gold catches my eye.
For beaming from an ebony sky,
moonlight gilds its alabaster wings.

These well-orchestrated illusions
opened my heart to wonder and awe.
Grateful that in that moment, Nature
chose to share Her artistry with me....

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Rising from oblivion,
Sol sears the fringes of night.
And gilds the edge of the Earth,
with His chariot ablaze.

Searing tongues of crimson flame
lick a scarlet horizon.
And the shadows of darkness
disperse with the birth of dawn.

A star-studded ebony
morphs into a sky of blue.
And the cotton-candy clouds
acquire a light pinkish hue.

Color untangles from black;
as shadows reclaim their shape.
And a lone pine, bristles, with
needles of emerald green....

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