Short Lure Poems
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Detailed perfection
Seafoam created beauty
Aphrodite's lure
Ageless, eternal temptress
Birthed by oceanic surge.
Lured
by her
lush lashes,
forever thralled.
Snared!
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(C) John C Michaels, April 2017
Inspired by the "Form L - Lanterne" contest sponsored by Broken Wings.
Things that are forbidden,
We always try to seek..
That what is hidden,
Tempts us more to peek..
The forbidden has this lure,
A lure with no cure..
Its a game with no wins,
All are prone to this deadly sin..
Awash with fire tinted shade,
indigo a shrill magnet,
serene usher I extol,
as fool’s gold sky slinked
blue hue phase swift facile flit,
dust and gas spark burnt red lit,
magenta my bosom fair,
hue’d lithe peck, dusk flare
The lure of the sea was lost on me
Forbidding waters caused me to flee
But to where ... not to the air
Imagine a fall from way high up there
Seeking a safe zone, I stayed at home...
And with little to say, I mastered the poem
Much like the “cracker jack prize”
At the bottom of the box
As candy lore goes.
That unique badge of honor
For those who would dive deep
To grasp the brass button.
Beware this lure full of
Deceit.
Along the way you may yourself
Delete.
Quatrain #509:
LURE
Look to the tease beyond the sight,
Use joy to please frolic in flight;
Rush of fond ease moves happy touch,
Etch streams deep peace in brilliant light.
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Leon Enriquez
31 October 2016
Singapore
Sweet,sweet, sweet,
like a fresh honey,
sweet, sweet sweet,
cubes of sugar melted
in. Sweet, sweet,
sweet, the whore girl
says that sex defeat
honey and sugar in
sweetness, while i a
virgin ,a taste am yet
to feel.
(c)ferd's poems
A striking splash of iridescent light
The inspiring moon the splendour of night,
So many minds that scan you from afar
Making wishes beneath your shooting star,
My telescope focused I see your face
Oh! Alluring Venus the lure of space.
© Harry J Horsman 2012
Across thIs scenic route a fools gold signpost,
pointing in the wrong direction to some vibrant deep green “plot” that lost its hue on close inspection.
Visionary luscious slope and peak,
giddy silver stream,
harbourmaster of the trompe l’oeil for distant minds who dwell in make belief
Shoreward she wafts
faint smile flutters next her lips
wave-enveloped, lurid flesh revealed
enigmatic, wind-whipped ballet...
Ghostly arms, tapering to a scepter-finger
limbs commence, melt into silent surf
cruel lips, melt into silent surf
whisper, "Love me, Disembody, Love me"
Your lover wants me.
Everyone wants to be.
Show me you care.
That you are there.
Look into your lover's eyes.
Heartfelt surprise.
Look into your stone.
Are you alone?
Is there light?
Is it your delight?
What worth is a gem?
Is it worth it to them?
Is love a delusion?
A gem an illusion?
Where have all
the heroes gone
Immortalized
in film and song
Bigger than the roles
they played
Magic lost
in time’s belay
Where are all
the pillars strewn
Monuments
to highest noon
Closed are now
the paths they forged
Orphaned
— in their memories lure
(Dreamsleep: December, 2025)
The streets of yesterday, comforting
The landscape of tomorrow, forbidding
Familiar foods rouse fond memories
Tampering with tradition, disapproval
My well-worn armchair's form-fitted to me
That new recliner, stiff as a bad knee
Your scent, your aura, ingratiating
All others, alienating
As I stand alone
in reverie
A lavender sky
envelopes me.
Trees whisper in calls
with quiet breath
To mark the time
of indigo's death.
The crisp scent of spring
refines the air
As dawn graces twilight
with colors rare.
Still lake reflections
in morning light
Share an aura
with alluring sight.
You’re gone in winter,
planting my yearning
as sapling of rose
in my pale pasture,
where now spring has come.
On jade meadow
dew designs pearls,
blue-bells soak sheen,
breeze sways daisies.
Fragrance of
bloomed rose lures
butterfly,
bringing
to me
you.
January 7, 2021
Contest : A Diminished Hexaverse
Sponsor : Caren Krutsinger
Written: November 02. 2025, for Line Gautier contest
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She glided as dusk sprouted in a silky embrace,
Behind her, she left a trail of intricate details.
The room leaned into her breath,
Each word was a lewd lure, a soft flame.
We stood wrapped in the warmth of her light,
By morning, we found ourselves giddy.
A curtain instead of a door, the light of a car runs here and there along the wall and runs into the corner across the room along the ceiling.
You can hear the television from the other room across the hall.
There are no words to understand, just the talking, music and gunshots of the villain detective.
I fall asleep and the thought of your secrets lies with me in my head.
I see seen those the distant waters ripples;
Flowing feels of the coarse winds blowing;
I feel feels somethings touching me kissing;
Must be my emotional feelings crawling;
Exercising my sole spirit soul mind again;
And in the premiere of the passions grows;
Then those the never ending feelings of lure;
11/15/21
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2021©
What dangers lurk
on the dark side
of one’s
imaginary world
what fantasy
will lure you
to your undoing
in such conniving ways
so innocent her smile
she will entice you
most beguiling charms
down an endless
rabbit hole
deceiving snare
illusion turned
to quicksand
and to what end you ask
it’s nothing more than
a silly game
~ beware
AP: Honorable Mention 2021
One day I got up
With a brand new cup
Sipping hot cocoa
Getting ready to go
I immediately left
I was not totally deft
I went to the beach
For one I beseech
I smell her coming by
A lure she uses, I die
I fall for her time again
Whenever the scent began
I find her before me
A smile full of glee
We embrace all at once
Feelings that pounce
We walk off to the sea
Drinking some Russian tea
Luna’s lovely lyrics lure
cosy chrysalis to start to hatch
Finally free from captivity
beautiful butterflies emerge
Their fragile wings unfold and flutter
I watch in wonderment as
bright blue butterflies begin
dancing to delightful disco music
in the magical moonlight
Gorgeous gossamer wings
glisten and gleam like glitter
in the sparkling silvery shafts
of La Luna’s lambent light
Sand dunes freed from dirt
Help my soul get pert,
The lure of desert!
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Reminiscences |17.01.2021|
Topic: desert, soul
Poet’s note: Planned to visit the Rann of Kutchh in the north-west part of Gujarat, and got myself familiar with all its attractions, places to visit. But the visit had to be cancelled. Yet, the poet in me took off still. Here are the reminiscences, The Lure of Desert I to VI.
Long winding beaches
On hilly stretches,
Sandy Sea till sight catches.
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Reminiscences |21.01.2021|
Topic: desert, soul
Poet’s note: Planned to visit the Rann of Kutchh in the north-west part of Gujarat, and got myself familiar with all its attractions, places to visit. But the visit had to be cancelled. Yet, the poet in me took off still. Here are the reminiscences, The Lure of Desert I to VI.
What a surreal sight,
The skies stretching infinite,
Desert’s lure at night!
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Reminiscences |19.01.2021|
Topic: desert, soul
Poet’s note: Planned to visit the Rann of Kutchh in the north-west part of Gujarat, and got myself familiar with all its attractions, places to visit. But the visit had to be cancelled. Yet, the poet in me took off still. Here are the reminiscences, The Lure of Desert I to VI.