Short Odourless Poems

letters of burning love
on hungry fingers
trembling hands dipping
in the colours of dusk
blood is still wet on
the warm earth odourless
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Happy scents of gingerbread drift
Out from windows covered in snow.
Lights flicker and twinkle
Inside houses filled with
Dancing and stockings,
Amidst the joy of another
Year complete and the warmer
Season promising to come.

Although for some,
Loneliness permeates this festive cheer.
Odourless and invisible, a
Nativity wilted with presents unwrapped.
Every year a reminder....

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Need is colourless and odourless,
And needs no formal address.

Need is need,
And greed is greed,
Which has long been decreed.

So why then is this news to so many,
When it comes to spending even one penny.

A news feed,
Born out of greed, 
Should never add colour,
Or odour, 
To decide the order of who gets a feed,
When need is need, 
And greed is greed,
Which has long been decreed....

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Thinking of one who is not under the shade of tree
Thinking of pouring the shade in the unshaded free

Looking the eyes trying to aid other
In the dark putting the light further

In the heap of sand like a sandune
Making  every effort not single lune

Water to a barren waterless world
Like a tune of the odourless curled

O trees open up give green and shade light
Make the world again everywhere delight...

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Like odourless transparency of things
our totally blind ordeal of heavenly
composes much, the purity it brings
and mystifies perspective, angels wings.

As such, we saw depictions follow sense,
the loveliness allowed to venture thin
upon us so to relish commonsense,
a blind spot so inviting this pretence.  

Pale would be to whom the monochrome,
has suffered once as if we'd died before
to colour landscapes hopefully to roam
those beautiful scenarios of home....

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