Short Paler Poems

bright dreams paler hue
black clouds on my horizon
streams of misery...

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Twilight
Last glint of rays
Skies a paler hue grow
Cooler air currents in waves row
Shadows...

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J-ust
U-se
S-ilently
Y-our

M-ind
A-nd
E-motionally

P-onder
A-s
L-ife's
E-vents
R-ecur

Topic: Birthday of Jusy Mae Paler (September 28) 
Form: Vertical Monocrostic...

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Things are not like they used to be
way back when.
We are not as young and spry as
we were then,
and the Golden Rod looks paler
than when
we blew thistle down, in the field
as children. 

© cghjr Sept 17 2012...

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A young lass in our neighbourhood named Jenna Taylia 
Received many male requests to visit her semitrailer
She complied mucho times
Guys went out of their minds
Most emerged looking happy but a whole lot paler...

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Drinking bright red wine
Flows down smoothly it
Staining clothes pools on
Chest rising up and down and
Pain caused by a bite
Another who is thirsty
Drinking red wine by
Growing paler and paler
The glass no longer
Sticky trail is left
Clothes are stained by another
Two people one leaves
Someone on the floor is left
A drink of red wine...

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Beneath the burning skies I watched the sun,
Into the horizon it gently fell,
While clouds of dreams, their magic begun,
Enchantments woven in a dusky spell,
As sunset’s reds then turned to night’s own dun,
In paler light the moon sees all is well,
And destiny lingered to find her way,
As I watched the sun slowly set today.





Form: Ottava Rima...

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NOW SEEN

Descriptive words can tell all
A soul defined by its shape
Discretion is most valued
Yet identity prevails

Designed by both hand and mind
Something important to say
Perhaps in a paler shade
Than may be felt by the heart

Its subtle form is revealed
Hiding behind a curtain
As if moved by gentle breeze
A Chinese quatrain exposed
...

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Solitude found a friend in me
Winter stole the rest
Wondering where my heart might be
While soul is sinking west

A paler shade of night comes 'round
Moon forgets to rise
An empty lamp of light surrounds
A view of starless skies

With eyes shut wide to lonesome light
Dreams escape my thoughts
Silence awakens fear of flight
A journey all for nought. 

4/16/14...

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In the depths of some divine despair,
the wind stirs softly.
With a prayer from her soul’s deep core –
a plea in awful repose…

A melancholy crack in the smile she wears,
with mildly stern eyes in command;
and silent lips of a paler-hue:
remain filled with lamentation.

The Bramble rose
wears a thin veil
to cover cool radiance in glorious eyes:
virtually perfect…...

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Again, death swirls its black finger 
around the aura of pristine ponds.
Now sprouting the stoutest weeds...
where sleepy lilies and emerald songs used to breathe.
Where souls once rested so naturally.

Again, death swirls its black finger.
Leaving me slightly paler than a happy life.
I'm never quite as fleet as death,
(a party balloon popped by a dying cigarette... 
the darkest swayback horse at best)....

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The beautiful imprints 
My younger mind hints
Has several colours
Darker and paler
Too bright to forget
Too deep to reset 

Home is where heart is, they say; 
Or is it that
The heart is always where home is?

But for a wanderer, 
The heart is her home
And sweet memories,
In her walls they adorn

For every new day that dawns
With impressions none

Can

Still

Blow the clouds outright
For the sun to shine abright!...

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Stars have spread like the points
of the light in the height,
Grace is sweeter than coins,
Grace is prettier than flight.
Say, celestials are paler
than bright eyes, it is true,
And she'll make me a favour 
with her smile anew.
I won't hide blind feeling
And she knows what I mean,
I'm in love with her really,
I have reason to sing.
With a hope I am drawing
solid bridge between us
And sometimes I'm not going
to be fond of the stars....

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Autumnal air

The month of October in upper Algarve 
with cooling evening and sunlight
begins to fade earlier every day.

Sky is still blue if a shade paler than
yesterday`s And has white whispery
strands of clouds near its horizon.

Windless, this day birds on the roof have
flown for a short break in Africa but will
be back in March to start a family. 

The man from the forest has delivered 
winter wood gave him whisky and
wrote him a check....

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They say spring is paradise.
Will I think so too
as my lips get paler
and fingers paper thin?

Flowers - all of them
poppies, reminders   
like the tissued kind
sold by valorous veterans.

Will poppies ever turn
to lilacs and carnations
before these fields turn
brown in fall?

Death resides 
in the eye of the poppy;
no wonder their smells
are sweet.  

I know the blossoms
mortal hint and
collect each fallen petal
for my basket.

©Kathryn McL. Collins
May 24, 2004...

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The pretty cast of sorrow—
Hollow, yet comforting, 
When damasked on those lips, 
Or teased upon that fake smile

I see such sorrow inside of her
And weep inwardly,
For I love her gazes 
And hate her mazes

Paler now is the face
And love it more I must,
For the moment I express disgust,
She is gone like rain
Leaving guilt on trickling rooftops

Hollow company—
Is still company, 
And that is why I still love her—
Somehow her smile is real

2.23.20...

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The horse was pale,
paler than the light off the mountain
that reflected back in memories long abandoned

Its mane was long,
longer than the struggle to save what 
fortune had vehemently denied me twice

The time was short,
shorter than the flashes of history
that hoofprints trampled in the disappearing snow

The trail was closing,
closing on one last intrepid promise
crying out for life amidst a stampede of death


(Valley Forge Stables: March, 2021)...

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HE is a god in MY EYES-
the man who is allowed 
to sit beside you-he

who listens intimately
to the sweet murmur of 
your voice, the enticing

laughter that makes my own
heart beat fast. If I meet 
you suddenly , I can 't

speak- My tongue is broken;
a thin flame runs under
my skin; seeing nothing;

hearing only my own ears
drumming; I drip with sweat;
trembling shakes my body;

and I turn paler 
dry grass.  At such times
death isn't far from me....

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Your eyes a paler blue,
A misty shade of grace,
For all the angels knew,
A forming love and tight embrace,

Your eyes the ocean waves,
An iridescent fever,
The love all beauty craves,
Left raw as blood is pure,

Your eyes a turquoise lightning,
Burning beneath the moonlit sky,
The trace of passion brightening,
Calm mystery with each goodbye,

Your eyes my guided smile,
A map of promised stars,
Granted time an unknown while,
Fullfilled traits true love acquires......

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