Short Iridescently Poems

My heart was once blackened with each droplet of lies left by him,

Now it hangs iridescently by a tree,

Wrung out are the bloodshot tinted tears,

Leaving me to rest in the velvet dark, 

As his crimson stained memory drips into oblivion....

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inspired by pink blossoms
delicacy welcomed in rainbow cloud of hope
underlying truths in pools of psychedelic pinks

far off amber sky takes loving glances
cotton candy fluff parading as clouds
a waterfall of love

deeply rooted 
iridescently pretty and compelling
backlit cavern of hope and joy...

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Picturesque
Acrylics
Iridescently
Noveau --
Tinting 
Impressions…
Nature’s
Gallery

~
Bodies 
Align
Like
Lovers,
Reeling
Over 
Opaque
Roombeams :
Delightful
Airlifts,
Nubile
Choreography—
Electrifying!



1/28/2019
Wordplay Contest of Bobby May
~ I love to do these 2, including Yoga~...

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Iridescently glowing.
She's breathtaking beauty.
A tiny miracle of a baby.
Born a tad late; a blessing!
Enriching in an instant
Lives she touches; a light!
Lovely and special girl in
Every conceivable way!

Note: "Isabelle" is the name of my new baby girl.

Date written: 06/15/2023...

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Beauty in Autumn
Colorful leaves
Rainbows on trees
Gracefully dance
With flecks of gold
Shining iridescently
Floating onto sacred ground
In silence of earthly peace
Tree of life branches out
Embracing family history
Connecting hearts
Through all seasons of change
Past to present solving mystery
Strengthens love forever binding
In solid oak of memory...

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I met the devil on a Friday night.
We danced to the phat bari sax.
Smoke choked out any words I could say,
Paying a heavy tax.

The sky was maroon with contemptible past,
The sound iridescently smooth.
The trombone a-swung to the rhythm of us,
Burning a hole in the truth.

I met the devil on a Friday night,
Then woke up on Saturday lone.
I wish; I made this whole story up.
There's no one to call on the phone....

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Maybe there’s a place we can go to after we leave here;
A place where you can lose that crippling thing called fear
And people are imaginative;
With eyes that glow iridescently.
Looking into the ultraviolet light;
Searching for the hidden or over looked.
It is what we do is it not illustrate the variations?
And then in this garden after we have come to know;
We can all at our given appointments recite to god in person
For god surely must desire to be delighted by those there with him...

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