Short Plaited Poems

a cloud bursts
the dyke breaks
again

plaited weeds
 stream forth
'neath the spate...

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Kind mates share empathy
Keep faith and loyalty 
Kindred spirits entwined
Knotted strings all plaited

Kaleidoscope of cheers
Kudos din shared with kin
Kneads group strong, resilient....

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re-post inspired by Ricks theme

The
rainstorm
overnight
burst the shallow
dyke-
the
raging
river in
overflowing
flood
streamed
forth long
weeds plaited 
now beneath the
spate....

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The
rainstorm
overnight
burst the shallow
dyke-
the
raging
river in
overflowing
flood
streamed
forth long
weeds plaited 
now beneath the
spate.


Image inspired by an image from the writing of George Eliot...

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A stitching of parables,
a weaving of psalms

Whether ancient or modern,
the truth plaited long

The story we tell,
with one pattern beset

A patchwork of tailors
—whose needles profess

(Villanova Pennsylvania, December, 2019)...

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Listen to poem:

Why does your cat only have nine lives?
The cat o'nine whip has three strands
Plaited cords unraveled thrice
Nine to three, three to three.
Cat plays bold for three
Strays for next three,
Stays in for
last three
hides...

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a tall blonde, white plaited with salt
all elbows and knees,a new menhir
on a guilded stage of

tidewash and wind,crouched under
a sky of ovens and red brick,
serious and wide-eyed

before a sandring that loses
its smile as the sun drowns;
the sea turns to black....

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One day in May, the shadowed oak -
the lovey-doveyness, it spoke.
Its foliage in zephyr rush.
of coquette prettiness; it’s blush.
Under God’s eye, unseen choir brings
a lofty cheeriness with wings,
a maypole merriment of tweets,
its honey biz of plaited beats....

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Crackling mischief waxes every new moon; Moon, the plaited devil 
three harvests blue, summits the everest shelf to scrape out crunchy
goodness, and scurries away, with exasperated steps in tow. 








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For my niece, Moon
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Date: 24 / 12 / 2016...

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Darkness falls upon the watercolored crescent sky like a scratch of charcoal,
Whose sedimentary debris dribbles across parchment poked with starry holes. 

Etch-a-sketch screens polka-dotted with extraterrestrial twilight unravel,
Like scrolls whose delicately plaited papyrus rolls around Gaia's gavel.

For the night is but a paper coiled inside of an encrypted cylindrical cryptex,
Beside the light in a vial of vinegar which vanishes away the charcoal's text....

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The Rose of the World went weeping
and many the tears the Rose shed;
they flowed like a river softly
on a world that was dry and dead.

The Rose of the World was heartsick;
the heart of the Rose broke and bled,
the mad world plaited a thorn crown
to cruelly pierce His fair head.

They crushed the Rose in its beauty,
and they nailed the Rose to a tree;
the Rose with His tears and His lifeblood
emptied out His fragrance on me.

Copyright, 1987, Faye Gibson...

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Scottish charm Gods grace merry place
Long tables brightly colored cloth canopy
Foresters  tales  minstrels  manuscript
White flowers hanging garden priests
Veins on forehead thick black  beards
Castle hall best  jesters bravest beef
Scarlet cross mantle linked chainmail
Gallant warhorse plaited headpiece
Kindhearted  man  loved her deeply
Sage smoke vapours rose sunrays
Mighty hunter brought quarry home +
breathed deeply the scent of flowers
Red-and-gold garlands on his neck....

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