Short Moistening Poems

the porous sand offers the ocean an apology,
for moistening its lips yet reading out no eulogy...

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with the mere touch of green grass 
a surging river of consumption started flowing in the body,
the dark clouds of despair remained stuck in the sky
the shower of pink period started moistening the air of my roof...
...

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raindrops falling lightly
tapping against my windshield
raindrops falling harshly
pelting against closed house windows
raindrops playing tricks with my mind
kissing my soft skin
playing peek a boo in my hair
moistening my lips
raindrops falling, falling, stop...

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   Clouds melt
   on deep dolour,
   releasing pain.
   Small raindrops 
   drizzling,
   as tears
    moistening
   grass in mass.

     Sun rays 
    through raindrops 
     split in spectrum.
     Bright rainbow 
     is pasted 
     on sky album.

...

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Mystic melon moment

Moistening thirsty lips

Molecules of pleasure

Mooning about within

Mellow crimson milieu

Mirth in hemoglobin

Montage of the summits
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April 20, 2017
Pleiades M - Poetry Contest
Sponsor : Kim Merryman...

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My heart,
An arid land was
Unamble a single feeling to produce
Till that Valentine's day
When
Into my life, she walked,

And

With her kind words
Her soft caresses
Her moistening kisses,
Succeded in turning it
Into a plentiful orchard of 
Love!



© Demetrios Trifiatis
   11 FEBRUARY 2015...

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Raindrops on the window,
Knocks from another world.
Voices from within
Pleading to be heard.

Drizzles, moistening
The days and nights, 
The already moist sky, 
The moist earth, 
And in between
The moist heart.

Sleepless nights,
Funless day.
Waiting for something 
To turn up, though they say.

It is here.
Already....

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My freedom makes you cry,
You want to stop but tears keep moistening your cheeks,
But still try.
I'll stay in touch,
Though, it's my freedom your heart seeks
So much!
Cheer up!
My heart still cares,
Yup!
My freedom makes you cry,
Though, it's my freedom your heart seeks
Yup!...

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PICKLE

        Plums preserved in palatable pickles:
        I relish, cherish sweet and sour taste
        Cheery chutney alluring taste buds sensitive to sweet cum sour.
        King of dishes to take before dessert.
        Lovely to lick moistening tongue
        Ensuring fulfillment of demand of twined sweet and sour touch. 


     02'21/20...

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though the ring says 
you shouldn’t,
the hips say you 
should &
though lips say 
you wouldn’t, 
the thoughts say 
you could & 
though the eyes want to do it, 
the hands 
wanna be “good” & 
though society is 
watching,
the groin is sporting wood & 
though the panties 
are moistening,
the mind’s misunderstood &
though the heart is 
beating faster,
there’s torment just under the hood....

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Blue evening dress
Topographical cleavage
Nurturing mother

Father Sky reigns high
Soft touch on her horizon

Her head covered with 
A wintery Arctic scarf 
With white pumps to match

He caresses her
His radiant passion flames
Heating up her womb

Encompassing her with love
Warm and cold climatic touch

His breath cools her skin
Tenderly moistening earth
Life springs from within...

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Blue evening dress
Topographical cleavage
Nurturing mother
 
Father Sky reigns high
Soft touch on her horizon
 
Her head covered with 
A wintery Arctic scarf 
With white pumps to match
 
He caresses her
His radiant passion flames
Heating up her womb
 
Encompassing her with love
Warm and cold climatic touch
 
His breath cools her skin
Tenderly moistening earth
Life springs from within...

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Smearing Tears On My Table,
Irridescent In The Glow Of Pale Light.
Trailing Down My Face and Able,
To Bring Out The Pain Heightened At Night.

Evaporating Into The Darkness,
Yet Pooling Into Oceans Deep.
Sadness Bourne As I Accept Less,
The Price Of Lost Love Is So Steep.

Smearing Tears On My Table,
Moistening My Numbed Fingers.
Love Being A Subject of Poetic Fable,
This Pain Purchased To Forever Linger....

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The grass aint greener
on the other side
Heavens beauty fades
As nothing is left to see
Eyes bursting like glass
Blood pouring through the cracks
Dripping to the floor
Tiles soaking in wet

Touching the warmth
that left my body
Moistening my skin
Taking over
Like a disease
Softening me

Life going backwards
No words
No smell
No taste
Can't walk nor feel
All that is left
Is but a puppet that breathes...

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morning light seeps in   
like a wisp of a breath  
in winters frigid air  
    
spectrum of silver light   
like sunlit cushioned clouds 
against paper thin walls  
    
as shadows quickly   
appear: rush to these paper walls  
like tunneling snakes  
    
light brims golden,  
spattering dewdrop fields-   
glittering jewels  
    
their moistening of  
blades bending to the winds  
echoing a hollow morn'...

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Soft graceful effortless magnificence
From sweeping preambles omnipresence
O’er marine moistening proclamations
Tides flowing distanced admirations
Warm simple potency unprotected
Leads ancient seafarers disconcerted
To destine improvements phenomenon
Place complete peacefulness comprehension
~~~
©2014 by Regina Riddle
 THE LIGHTHOUSE - Poetry Contest
Sponsor: nette onclaud
September 23, 2014...

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Her tear
It fell upon her cheek
On a reddish hue it stayed
Moistening her skin
To reflective surface
To where I could see
I was to blame

How much
Pain could I have caused
Allowing her to feel this, showing
The outward sign
That all was not good
And would simply never
Be the same

I must
Dry her tears, allowing
Her to heal, not seeking definite
Forgiveness, but showing
That I see what I did
And I am truly sorry
To have hurt her...

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the rain starts falling,
the thunder grows loud.
Moistening everything at first touch,
just one black cloud.
Now the lightning starts,
Striking everything in it's path.
People try to avoid it,
but you have to be fast.
I try to lighten up the clouds,
bring out a glimmer of sun.
but then I get struck, 
and that's no fun.
So the next time my friend gets dumped,
everyone be warned,
to watch out when you hear the rumble
of the deadly thunder storm....

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Maddening thought to process such a word
Mad definition defining more than anger
Mad upset feeling fever flushed climatic danger
Mad mangled minor class offense verse major
Madly suggestive messages a madden proclaimer
Mad made digestive mental notes selective 
Madder matters making moves motioning more
Minds mad capacities hijacking brains plane
Mad makers massive maze uncontained 
Moistening our various vented veins change
Mad to be or not to be?
Crazy…...

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The coda of mourning jays vibrates
In bittersweet tracks when daybreak scans
An almost whipping backdrop, hushed
By low warbles from birds’ paean;
Indistinct as dusty sketches—
Throaty on a lane of funeral’s last rites;
Where the hazily drawn view turns bland
Moistening wail of eyes with a muted song,
Tunes stale, while jays drone on the horizon.



Mixed Senses Contest for nette onclaud
20 Sept 2015
From Amelie Mara ---Music  in  9 lines...

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PLANTATION

                                         Seed
                                        tiny, hard
                           soaking, moistening, sprouting.
                                  sapling, stem, root, plant
                                growing, branching, spreading
                                        leafy, green
                                         tree.  



  08/26/21

'Diamante Poetry for fun

Contest by Caren Krutsinger...

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If i exist
I would write of tears
that pulled down walls
Of love in seconds glance
Of new born parents
with matching gloop stains
Of darkness that swims between
the blood and skin
Of strutted sex
that smoulders ember ambers
Of blades of grass
that twirl balletic
in moistening summer wind
______________I
Between Good aNd Evil
on the n
I stand
If i exist
i lie wi in th the space
where ink touches paper
Where key finger indent begs fullfilment
in bluened night...

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Imprisoned in thoughts at this midnight hour
All directions of the horizon, my eyes do scour
Searching for relief from this daunting power
At its base, however, could anything flower?
When black rain is the only moistening shower
Attacking demons, always looking to devour
My will, they be slain with intentional dour
Battling from my highest point, I will not cower
Never stopping, my intuitive will to empower
In time, will the keys I make release me from this Tower?...

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