Short Graphite Poems

Days… Gone with the days,
       Once graphite now diamond...
Between our fingers time plays,...

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eraser gnawed pencils
filling bubbles with graphite
closed books open minds...

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Graphite
Highlight.

Small mat
Found that.

Multi
Holey.

Life verse
Diverse.

Now found
Impound....

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you can't be enthused graphite
write verse of my happiness 
be eraser of solace 
scrub my scarred sorrow 
...

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A Curtain of Rain
By Valerie D. Staton

A curtain of rain
Fell from graphite colored sky…
Cars are floating by...

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In an adept's hand,
graphite sweeps across paper:
a masterpiece birthed.

---------

(C) John C Michaels, 2014...

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Ashen to grey clouds
Welcome the horizon glow
Graphite in erase








http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/nature-13.php...

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Graphite greys surround
The ancient in deathly stare
Horizon brings hope
A long forgotten orb peers
Through Nuclear fallout, she smiles










http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/war-8.php...

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PENCILISTA Leonardo verrochia
graphite
 glorified
silhouettes
  in precise
    elaboration
meticulous
  detailing
of angles
cross hatched
        conceptions
of
spatial cognito
sharing
  stippled
tones...

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DRAWINGISTA da vinci michelangelo
the
 triumphal
   arch
expressing
simp!icity
  ready-to-hand
graphite
encased
  pen
   ink
    chalk
charcoal
 shaded
 & crosshatched
imparted
by
   tender
      touch...

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These graphite singularities
contain universes
unconceived,
awaiting
the Big Bang
of inspiration, but
narrative particles
escape like
Hawking radiation --
gravity’s diminution
evaporatively slow,
nearly virtual,
and random....

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Gold
leaves
flutter
to the ground
Winter approaches ~
Maple tree branches are naked,
awaiting gloomy graphite clouds to clothe them with snow
They languish in stoic stasis, deciduous and disrobed until budding in spring
...

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Crispy wispy clouds, it’s ever morphing silhouette.
Billowing sea of silver swirls under huge cover of quite graphite.
Flying through cumulonimbus monster, is my love and my delight.




Date:28/2/2019
What I Like Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Maureen McGreavy...

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One piece of paper
One pencil
One Artist
Painting a canvas of words
Work of art

One hand
One thought
One motion
A picture crafted from graphite and imagination
Photographic wonder

One mind
One body
One world
A song composed of the love of the universe
We are one....

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And I drew a dotted line
Down my heart in graphite
One half for me
The other for the stars at night
And every drop in the sea
Because I couldn't give it to a person
(They always leave)
So if I gave it to the world
All the stormy clouds in the sky
My love would never wither 
My love would never die...

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Carbon

Torrid     Ardent

Baking     Sweltering     Withering

Charcoal     Graphite     Corundum     Brilliant

Shimmering     Sparkling     Gleaming

Excellent     Adamantine

Diamond


Date: 06/07/2019...

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Tired of broken pencils flying at me.
Their graphite claws reaching
For my saddened heart.

Tired of the children’s cries.
As their frustrations stab
Into my tangled mind.

Tired of communication
Yelling of hatred pierce
My infected ears.

Tired of living in negativity.
Damaging my health broken
As well as my damned spirit....

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Not for kids

 Graphite of pencil, 
 Writing by my shadow
  Smiling of sound
 War by dis maan
 Palette of gold like sun
 Dance of odours
love of my soul
  Rain of sea & sand
 Lighting of death 
 Pain of blank
 Romance of my princess smile
 Burning Haa Haa of my maan

 Not for kids , dear


With love all
jagdish bajantri...

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from below, erratic night traffic 
               gently taps at the wide windows
whose glass looks enigmatic,

though its graphite grayness 
               is really not a solid part of itself,
no dusting can darken it less,

a cathedral pane of ages olden,
               but from across the noisy street,
a pizza neon tarnishes it golden!...

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Nakedness blurs in the rough charcoal smudge 
  
shapes shaded with a roll on the rim of a graphite night 
     
 the art of cheating sins stain a seedy portrait on skin 

     yet basks in the moonbeam’s push into the pulse


Susan Ashley
October 28, 2020


N/A
Excerpt from: Wander-Lust - September 23, 2020
Liberum Divisa 2 Poetry Contest
Gregory R Barden...

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Allotrope is a chemical noun.
each of two or more different physical 
forms in which an element can exist. 
Graphite, charcoal, and diamond are 
all allotropes of carbon.

Kaleidoscope and Allotrope

To find my favorite color, I had hope,
That I could see  it in a kaleidoscope;
Never did hide;
On facts relied;
I actually had discovered an allatrope.

Jim Horn...

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It's rained 
for two weeks
Sky and streets 
are shades of steel
Aluminum tulips erupt 
on asphalt lawns
echoing pewter leaves
Graphite blades 
burst through sidewalks
having grown impatient
in seeds
sought by swarms
of silver locusts
come to devour 
our tin fields



1st Place
Early Summer Standard Contest
Sponsor:  Brian Strand
Submitted:  6/2/17...

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After Heaven® and jail and the flute player's musing

black-clad skin-bright girls whisk'd graphite-cool

and titanium-tight when night

turned no more moon-burned tears

to diamond-light


sun sunk broke

under science and hope and

then she spoke

rushing ashtray

and empty glass away

staining perfection with her golden fears

tareing me in another useless abusing...

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Sunset until daybreak
Mournful tears disperse
Grieving widow’s heartache
Rhyming woeful verse

Pencil topper lifted
Graphite scribbled prose
Candle holder shifted
Table's withered rose

Somewhere marvel science
Infant newly born
Crying pierces silence
Breaching early mourn

Joyful teardrops glisten
Mother’s newfound joy
Widow cannot listen
Whispers, “It’s a boy.”...

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I predict Milky Way graphite before the rain
I predict Red Rock Desert Plum Perfect buried trailer

I predict Plumb perfect lavender babbling brooks
I predict blood orange straw hat champagne sand castle
I predict peacocks under the sea cabbage patches
As Humanity looks  .. 

As a man. He's running
I predict Jesus coming


3/31/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2020...

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