Short Lexi Poems

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my thoughts  orbit 
     the very  essence
 of her mystery
    pulled in by her gravity
 like poetry in motion
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 Visual 1...

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Lexi is our neice and is 3 years old her sister is Trinity, They have been a joy in our lives.

Little mama, love
Emulates her surroundings
X-the barrenness
Interested in life, loves daddy...

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You must open that forbidden window to play with me.
I'm the one who'll set your body aglow beyond this poetry.

Don't think, just follow your heart, and it will guide you.
This love will be a canvas of art, so let me come inside you!!!...

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Lexi's art




Art jewellery, an inspiration for Lexi,
Created three D foetus on a Flexi,
Archaeologica she did coin, 
Group of crazy artists would join,
Poets at soup found her sexy !



Visual # 3
Written June 5th, 2015
For contest by Mystic rose...

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New Life


New life

hangs by a thread

alone and defenseless

nourished by its mother’s rich blood

and love.


© Sandra M. Haight 2015 
   All Rights Reserved


~2nd Place~
Contest: Lexi’s Art/Life Story - Visual 3
Sponsor: Mystic Rose
Judged: 06/10/2015


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Love u sis,
always have,
though the bad
and the glad.

I hated that we had a fight,
but we had our time to wollow in our spite (sp?)

But now that we're sisters agian
I will always love u to the end
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Love ya, sis....i'm still calling u alexz....i'm not used to lexi yet...

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She mixes coffee with her art.
With love she wields her trusty brush.
Her youthful vigour plays a part.
She mixes coffee with her art.
Abstract and complex rule her heart.
Meticulous and in no rush
She mixes coffee with her art.
With love she wields her trusty brush.

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Contest: Lexi’s Art/Life Story
Sponsor: Mystic Rose
Placed 2nd...

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Lexi the artist sketches and paints
the pain, the joy, the truth, the mirage
of everyday life for all of us
in unusual, symbolic images;
beauty of it is that for each of us
it all begins from a womb
of one’s  mother, a dear mother;
yet we all get a unique way of life
searching its meaning in own ways
what each of us makes of it 
like Lexi the artist.


Visual 3
Date: 10.6.2015...

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Life is hard and complicated for me
Raising my three girls is not real easy,
But I am there by there side holding them up with confidence and pride,
I've made my mistakes as every one does but I am past that now and I am full of love,
I see my mistakes and I'll never go back to that hard life when I fell in my tracks,
My girls are the most important thing to me for their nick names are.....
Logie,lexi,and lili....

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What is the color of your tears?
I wish I could paint them
softer blue,
then all of the oceans
can dry up and make that smile 
turn into sunlit waves. 

And dawn will spread your  beauty,
exploding through glazed eyes
as mist gently mushes your hair.
It is at night- time though
when your toes curl
at the very slight tap of dew,
and all is afloat in life's womb again.


Contest, Lexi's Art
Visual 3
7 June 2015...

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Sat at my computer just now, simply nothing better to do,
Along came Lexi & Eli, can we have a cuddle from you?
Eli jumped on my knee, and Lexi was by his side,
Tickled them on their ears, both, I swear, just sighed.
Then thinking on the bigger picture as oft we do not do,
Just a little bit of attention can make us all sigh too.
It didn't take a minute, then they both went off to play,
So I hope you get a tickle to help you through the day.

© Dave Timperley 26 July 2016...

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