Short Re Entered Poems

Gently… 

lamp posts call me,

to sleep on rainfall’s quilt

as dewdrops, to misty stardust

calm breath.


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For Rick Parise: Old or New 8 line MAX
Re-entered  10/3/2016...

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It is autumn; my mind goes drifting
like wisps of dandelion fluff
which I wished on long ago
after spring’s sun-gold heads
vanished from the grass.
All I recall
is gone; now
all is
fall.

Written Aug. 23, 2019
for Caren Krutsinger's Autumn Or September Or October Nonet Poetry 
N/A and never re-entered in another Contest
Now used for John Hamilton's 'N-A rerun 3' Poetry Contest...

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Holding popcorn as Sue watched the show,

she could feel her date’s hand start to go

down her blouse. With a shout,

she cried, “Take your hand OUT.

There’s no popcorn down there, don’t you know??”

 
May 22, 2019 
for Tania Kitchin's Bawdy Limerick Contest - Let's Keep It Pg-13 Poetry Contest
      9 syllables   A
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      6 syllables    B
      6 syllables    B
      9 syllables  A...

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I climb the northern ridge to watch 
The lucent view of crystal sea, 
While dancing tides reflect the mist 
Atop the crown of ancient hills. 
And far below, the meadow bows
To praise One's infinite design, 
Now drawn across a moonlit eve . 
My spirit bursts with heaven's flare 

As winds embrace my inner glow.



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Contest of Rick Parise: Old or New Poem 10 Line Max
Re-entered  10.2.1016





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full of promise I gave my love,
responded with the flush of youth,
a need to give and to receive 
gave my precious heart to you.
in return you gave me hope,
life and love I was entranced,
each day brought happiness in its grasp.

happy thoughts until that day,
each word still rings in my ears, 
a light went out in my life...when you said
returning your heart ...no longer required 
tears flow o'er my shattered hope 
still in pain my heart beats on


penned 23/10/2016...

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To the mother 
That was always undercover.
Who Re-Entered my life when I lost my brother.
As the tears rolled down my cheek.
I could barely speak.
But to never think in a week.
I could feel so weak.
Before I went to sleep.
I would always count my sheep.
But the love was so cheap.
From the love I never gained.
To the rain down the window pane.
As I walked in shame.
From the hurt and pain.
But to the mother I never knew.
The sky is still blue.
Can you love me.
Like I love you....

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How the deceit in his eyes blinds like ash,
It clings to me in  deafening silence
As I wail aloud only the moonlight hears...
This lesion from summers ago comes, blunt
That now whenever dusk burns a flame 
I review embers of memories crackling 
Within a buried voice...raging, raging
Like an explosive, thin gas that devours
All the coal within my scorched plight...

But then, his fraudulent gaze now heals my heart.



Re-Entered: 9/21/2016
100 in a ROW CONTEST: For PD A...

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