Short Repaint Poems

Primary colors 
blended into a new hue,
we repaint the world....

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in the land of char
the war rages on,i can
it spends me up,but........

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Her toenails in dual shades of cruel.
They’re long and they’re strong but don’t fool.
She must get a grip!
The blue she must clip…
Repaint and return back to cool.

7/16/2022...

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Beautiful beast with her legs high 
Oval office, furniture of lies
 The email address below 
Repaint the walls of gold
I forgive you 
It's time for a woman to run the show 
Happy birthday, Hillary 

September 26 2015...

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When rebuilding a home
You-
Repaint the walls
Replace broken doors
Revisit all points of weakness
Trusting the process 
Of the new masterpiece being built
So it is with the soul
Rebuilding that home
To the home of strength...

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Old fashioned outhouse
You can clean it
Or repaint the door
But you can never get rid of the stench
People who have never used one
In the middle of the night
In the freezing cold of winter
With chattering teeth
Have no idea...

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You call me weird eccentric odd too different 
still I am me
colors are constant through seasons
no one can repaint this scene
the panorama of glamour
you see will forever be
so please take this here instruction
and get accustomed to me....

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as I get ready to repaint my love
I'm covering all these cracks with spackle
I realize just how many are left
and there may not be enough plaster

I'm gonna use a more vivid color
to repaint this shade of blue
as soon as I figure what shade that is
when love enters and I start anew...

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One of these nights,
We may repaint the sky
Use a glitter filled brush,and
Design our imaginative creatures
Less ferocious....

One of these nights,
We'll talk until the Sun rises
Touch eachother's Soul
With a gentleness unlike offerred before,
Creating something new and precious.......

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If taken for A Saint
And black they just him paint,
Except The Truest Saint,
Who smiles down cruel taint 
And in swipes finds the quaint?

Who won’t oneself repaint 
Arranging for White Paint,
Asking for Man’s restraint, 
To self with God acquaint…

Watching out for fresh taint 
And being renamed A Saint?...

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April's here, and winter's gone-

well-worn and gray.  Now we're drawn

watching spring repaint each scene-

soft pastels and sunny shades of green.


April 6, 2022

Contest: Lind30 Rhyme Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Chantelle Anne Cooke

Lind50: Syllables: 7,7,7,9
Rhyme: Couplets
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One that won’t my sandals sag
Nor my garments shrinks:
My journeys unduly drag
Nor on me impress that I ‘d soon sink!
A path that shouldn’t me repaint
As though an Art Work now faint …
And commonsense warns me, also you;
One that is like a gospel true
Not a highway but still gets through

All these, please mark with chalk
About the path to walk....

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It is almost too much,
this vivid red seeping
into how you expect
the morning should be.
The image you hold
in your mind is blemished now
by what you see
in the growing stain on the right
of the road's slow turn.

Yet now is the time
to repaint the scene,
a bold brush to wipe
a thick track of crimson across
the dominance of green,
scarlet splashed to lift
an anemic sky
and there, bled
into a composition taking on
an altogether different scene,
the brief reign of red....

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