Short Prismed Poems

#1
ground fog’s servant role
life’s earthly scent offered up
rain drops coalesce

#2
peace is oxymoron
evolution Nature’s plan
soul deepest meaning

#3
understanding flawed
promises are prismed light
God’s word must be felt


Brian Johnston
April 12, 2016...

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Honeyed amethyst is the soft shade of twilight
as it smoothly melds with sunset's prismed hues
Moonlight glints with the glow of a lustrous pearl
Stars gleam as multifaceted as crosscut diamonds
Celestial beauty reigns in the bejeweled night sky
...

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I wept until the bronzed edge of twilight 
chased prismed light from pastel skies.
A shroud of gloom veiled my heart
as the gatekeeper touched my arm.



February 19, 2021 ~ Liberum Divisa 4
Originally written for 'Love's Affliction'
Contest sponsor ~ Greg Barden...

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Splintered light adourns the grimaced sky
Below stone golems bow in reverance
Timeless relics reaching from earth driven binds
To touch the prismed light in flight
Silent stones that whisper 
like children in the corn
Praising the light that died with time
and slowly cradles the chiselled tears
of natures bitter end...

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Each day at dusk, prismed skies unfold
Pink threads are woven with rays of gold
Sunset's glow is reflected in soft glimmers
on waves rippling in serpentine shimmers
Earth is a painting in roseate pastel light
brushed at twilight, among clouds in flight


December 7, 2021
Bite Size Poem No29 Contest
Sponsored by Line Gauthier...

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Please, bright holidays - summon irresistible cheer 
that dancing souls can celebrate with free hearts.

Let hallow'd observances pass with seasonal soundtracks, tinsel-prismed 
cascades of multicolored lights and evergreen scents.

Too often these days, our joys seem hostage held
by some fearsome heaviness, like that of a guilty thing.

Give wholesome nights back their power to charm,
enjoy festive feelings, and pass those, as gifts, on to others....

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Open aired and pastel pillared, vaulting the ceiling; 
This bye to Paradise; & illuminating vision:)
Stand in-violate, in golden tones, in orange hues
in glowing aqua, do you colour my view,
The mark of Heavens promise, on earth:)
Expanding in an instant; you beam of Gods mirth.
A schism In prism; here ever to bloom, 
Fresh from the Masters hand on the loom.!

copyright Joe Mavrick.co.uk

For P D's Rainbows contest:)

 You can click to know more about this piece, thank you Joe..)...

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Everyone sees color differently

some color-blind

yet they know the texture and 
warmth of shades, bland
grays more a product of heart
and not one’s eyes – 

not all black and white, coldly set,

appealing only a stark contrast

some light embracing its 
fine-line shadows
as midnights with stars and
moon in warmth of touch – 

meet me in the polychromatic
moment, where all spectrum
shards of color im-prismed
are released, forever to unveil a
harmony unbreached…....

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